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Ode to the Customer

Poem By: Alethea
Poetry


This poem is for anyone who has ever worked in the retail or service industries like I have. It is part of a series of poems I wrote called The Retail Chronicles. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: May 4, 2007    Reads: 57    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   


Hello, May I help You?

Like I should care.

Your haughty attitude

is consuming the air.

 

What a cute baby.

Is that why they stare?

Or is it the screaming and

yelling they hear.

 

First it was one thing

then it was two.

I won't do

Your shopping for You.

 

How can I take this

day after day,

the ranting and raving

customer parade?

 

The customer is right,

was the old song and dance.

The customer is selfish,

is the new mantra chant.

 

Consumed by their greed

and inner turmoil

their rage they unleash

like a tessala coil.

 

They attack the associates

knowing full well,

they are on the clock

and can't reciprocate the hell.

 

How may I help you?

Why should I care?

I need that paycheck.

Wanna' pay my well-fare?

                   -----Alethea


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Comments:

LOL! I love this. Reminds me of when I used to work in a shop. So many shitty customers, so many comments that burned like bile on my tongue, yet I couldn't unleash them :( Bravo! 5/5

Posted: May 4, 2007

Author Comment:

Oh Thank You. I think everyone should have to work retail at least once in their lifetime.

Awesome! I worked Retail when I was in College..Been there, Done that..HATED IT!

Very well written..loved it!


Brian

Posted: May 4, 2007

Author Comment:

Thank You. Poetry became my outlet for that retail aggravation.

This was so good...reminded me of when I worked in a spa and the clients were rich, rude people!! Awesome job!

Posted: May 5, 2007

Author Comment:

Thank you. Oh my, rich people coming into a spa, that had to be bad!

Alethea:

Poetry about unhappiness in the workplace. Written a number of my own. Can't post all of them. Because of the content and vocabulary.

Liked the play on words "Well-Fare".

Happy trails,

Ed Bradley.

Posted: Sep 27, 2007

Author Comment:

Thank you. I have a few myself I can't post. If you have some you did post on Booksie I'll have to read them.

Rene
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Hi Alethea,

As you know, I work in retail myself, so I understand what you're saying about that screaming child.
The one who gets the toy he or she wanted by screaming as loud as possible.
I have a customer who comes in and actually takes me by the hand and asks me what she should buy. She wants me to show her whats new in the store and what I like.
Cute poem!

Posted: Oct 22, 2007

Author Comment:

Thank You. Ahh . . . customer service, what would the world do with out it.



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