Bigger and bigger the Big Box stores
Can anyone navigate these anymore?
Big…Big…Big Box Blues
Going in circles mile after mile
Never encounter an employee who smiles
Big…Big…Big Box Blues
Searching in vain through endless aisles
Trying to locate the paper towels
Big…Big…Big Box Blues
‘Did you find what you need?’ they chortle with glee
Oblivious to the frustration in me
Big…Big…Big Box Blues
‘Paper or plastic?’ as if they care
I’m ready to tear out my very last hair
Big…Big…Big Box Blues
Check myself out and bolt for the door
To return to this place, nevermore
Word of the Day – Conniption
Out of My Write Mind 
Spot on! Sometimes I only wish I could find an employee, let alone a smile!
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I’m glad I’m not alone!
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Such a creative and real poem, and yes.
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Thanks, Paul. I always appreciate your comments.
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Love it. I’m right behind you running out the door.
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Please don’t trample me (Ha!)
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I’ll try not to. Hope you can run fast. Hahaha.
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🙂 So true.
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Unfortunately!
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yes.
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Singing the blues right along with you!
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In perfect harmony!
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Absolutely!
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Funny! I worked retail 20 years and for most of that time we were sadly understaffed. Very true poem!
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Yes, retail has changed so much since internet competition appeared.
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