Commodore Grocery Blues

Leisure time is best time but work is grist for the mill


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Commodore Grocery Blues
With a new job comes a new set of tormentors.
Fuck off yuppies, hello stinky underclass.
I welcome the change from perfume to body odor.
I’m getting paid $8.50 an hour to learn new things at age forty
I didn’t know that a rotting liver could cling to my clothes.
This is important information the University of Michigan didn’t teach
On my first day of opening the alarm went off which deactivated
The phone so I couldn’t call the boss so I couldn’t turn it off
God did that in forty-five seconds--I now believe.
Shaking like a coward my first customer staggers in at 8 am.
He’s holding one of those time-life special edition magazines,
Filled with pictures and few words kinda like the USA Today
He brought a 40 of Steel Reserve to the counter
And said, I never got much schoolin’--I can’t read
Can you tell me what this says?
2006 in pictures, I said.
Can you tell me how many “Os” in “stupid,” he said
I thought hard, said 2
It would’ve been a good time to die
I’ve been holdin’ out for a final punchline.