Ergophobia
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I walk into my interview- already feeling tense
I know that I dont want this job
-but my landlord wants his rent
Introduced to this guy named wayne
-A handsome well groomed gent
He asks"Why's this job right for you"
-I say"Cause what your paying me is already spent"
This job will get your foot in the door
-is what they always say
The've got your whole life planned for you
-10 minute breaks at twice a day
When I say I dont want a damn career
-I dont think they're impressed
Im an Ergophobe-I stand accussed-I'm guilty-I confess
I daydream that I'm at a desk-I sit here all day long
I'de planned to work here for a year or 2
-But I sense somethings gone wrong
I go to splash water on my cheeks
-And figure out whats going on
In the mens room mirror theres a wrinkled face
-Like Rip Van Winkle my life is gone
Wayne asks me if I feel alright -I snap out of my dream
I'm sweating and I'm short of breath
-And I look a little green
I shake his hand,bid him adieu
-And say"THis job it ain't for me"
On the way out I ask to use the phone
-And call my temporary agency
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