Uniquely Individualistic

We all question our own mattering.

Setting at my desk

In the office

In a corner

Out of the way

In a group of others

Working Together

Yet Apart

Doing the same as 

Another

Answering Phones

Completing Paperwork

Attempting to Make a Sale

Day in 

Day out

Always

To the best of my ability

Hoping to do right by the 

Customer

The Owners

The other staff

Our Paychecks

Working as a Group

For Ourselves

Wondering

When I look at my

Day of Accomplishments

Knowing that as an 

Individual 

Who does things

In a Uniquely Honest Way

Yes!

I do matter 

And

Individualistically 

I am AMAZING!

Reviews

[Claire Twinn]

There's a big contrast between the first and last half of this poem: the first half seems to be saying the job is worthless and mundane, yet the second half says not. Perhaps the difference we feel between coming in to work on Monday morning and leaving in the evening having accomplished something?

[Constance Payne]

When going into a job that you hate can make you crazy.
The day this was written I started out by getting chewed by a co-worker; then as I was leaving hearing the co-worker get his "just deserts" because he really messed up and then attempted to say that it was my fault. I am as honest person as I can be; often that backfires but this day it did not.
So often our days start one way and end another.
Thank You for reading.

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

An unique part of the Ethernet and a static i.p in observation to boot! Code Red.
Another spoke in the turning wheel but without it the cart goes...crook---ed
unplugging the LAN wont really help the hand that has crossed the bend, ahead..
one a penny two a penny hot cross buns and lock stock and barrel secured