NaPoWriMo: Day 20

I did a rough draft of this yesterday, here's the nice typed version! I worked for a year in a fairly busy restaurant, and had to deal with horrible people day in, day out. When you work in a place like that, or any place really, you develop a kind of camaraderie with the people there.



The Hardcore Few

We, the hardcore few
rule this night through
gravity stricken trays,
carbon copy order pads
and stolen bottled beer out back.

Twelve hour shift shirts
black and darkened with sweat
lie on changing room floor
while we sweep around
drunk hen parties.

We swig from remnents
of your bottled wine
and race through bitter espresso,
watching police arrest
two in the morning twenty-somethings

Not once, do we wonder
why we are in here.


I'm sure there will be plenty more delays in putting these online as easter travels happen!