Alone in the dark,
I hear my squeaking shoes.
Black pleather slapping tiles
as I attempt to quietly open doors.
I hear sleep sounds,
snores so deep they sound like cave monsters.
Hoping that the pulse ox's
show good perfusion.
I wait for the daylight to arrive,
to leave and go home.
My slumber time put off
by inconsiderate coworker.
Arriving on time is expected,
not a suggestion.
If I arrived 25 minutes late,
someone would notice....mainly boss.
Please remember that while I wait for you,
I am usually considerate enough to be on time.
Repeat, blather, repeat.
Good night.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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