Dance Monkey, Dance

Today I had the pleasure of witnessing what happens what the Big Wigs come to the local grocery store that I work in during the summer.

All of the managers worked today.  And each one has their own little dance.

One likes to smile and shake everyone's hand

One likes to judge though normally quite bland

One chef is clumsy, and frantic, and nuts

The other, a vet, hates all of this fuss

And then there's me, a part-timer caught in the middle

Expected to work and ne'er to fiddle

But I laugh to myself in my own special way

As I wonder why we're not this good each and every day...

A short post; see, I can do it!