Dark Thoughts

McDonald's Blues

Just got here but time is ticking,

Little people in my ear talking,

The ones waiting for change are bawking,

They drive away, thier mood is aweful,

Stress is rising very fast,

But the worst is not yet past,

Here comes the lunch rush, hang on tight,

Grasp the change with all your might,

Now beware, for one old lady

She'll stop to gather every penny,

I turn some music on for me,

To try and keep my sanity,

The manager comes to tell,

'Turn the music off' they yell,

Im just trying to see straight

Through my dizziness and my migraine

And through it all your bound to hear

A million timers far and near

Then suddenly a drink is out

But we're short staffed who'll change it now?

Someone put in four more pies

I really wish that time would fly!

Finally the rush is gone

But the dishes must be done

Who will do them? They all say

She will do them as always.

All the fingers point to me

How much worse can this day be?

In between the dish extraction

I am being called to action

'Towel buckets must be changed'

'We're out of ice, come right away!'

Then when I am finally done

Everyone asks what took so long

I really wish this day would end

Four more hours I must spend