Dear god

Dear Jimmy

Dear whoever is listening

Please let me have this job

I can’t move shelves any more

I can’t take hearing a shoe size before a hello

I can’t take ladders

And boxes

And nit picky old ladies

Please may I have something better?

I’d like something better

Maybe something just a bit better

I wonder if it works?

Asking the something for something

Dear something

I really think you want to give me this job

I guess we’ll find out

Gods, I hate waiting.

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