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Self Worth

Win Win : yet to be invented
so I thought it a good deal,
one that would work for both parties.
I needed the second cook on the weekends
and someone also able to fill in … with little or no notice.
He was a part-time student – a retraining chef
seeking other artistic outlet as a designer –
needing a couple of fixed days
and some casual hours for discretionary spending.
“ Yes,” and “ yes ” –
he could do both
would be happy, willing seeking to work extra.

Yes and yes.
He would do me.
The weekends had to be filled
and as sure as people got sick
had a crisis or something else 
and needed time off
I needed an extra worker.
Good!
Okay, the pay is,
“ *&^*&,
what!
Do you think I’d give up my weekends
an inconvenience myself during the week
for that,
I wouldn’t have come in for an interview,
if I knew that’s what you’re offering.”

Author:

Most of my life has been spent on the bench, occasionally called into the game by extravagance or attenuation. Waiting has turned a loner into a recorder - nondescript and inconsequential, more not noticed than overlooked - the non-vantage point of children not yet considered old enough to understand. Orphaned Islands (Un)poetry is a lifetime of picking anecdotes up and not throwing them away. Stories collected like odds and ends placed in a box in the basement, the garage, the garden shed - uncertain as to what their use might be but knowing that one day there might be one.