There is minor influence in scaling the walls of a heirachy when you don't believe in it
You work at a location that promotes doing what you can for the client
But only if it doesn't deter from the betting schemes they have in place
But you are still continously reminded to do whatever you can do make sure the clients go home happy
So when you do something nice for one single person, once a day, for maybe once a month
You are caught slapped on the wrist and told not to do it again
Or the men wearing the crowns will get mad and kick you to the curb
And the lower management doesn't care about the cash you save someone but they care about their job
They want you to not get fired because of it
So it's this corporate greed, and this confusing store philosophy that makes you scratch your head.
From poems, to short stories, from rants to reviews, from shit to polish, this is the un-edited thought flowing blog so drink up, and be semi-entertained.
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