I came into work 2 1/2 hours late,
Then I cried in front of everyone.
I'm too coward to ask off
The days I need,
And too coward to face
My mother's wrath when I don't.
So I sit in the break room
Trying to ignore the stupid baseball game
and writing 15-minute poems.
I forgot to get my paycheck on Friday.
And I zone out and don't see customers
Waiting for me to scan-and-bag.
I'm 18 and starting my first job.
I'm 18 and socially awkward.
I'm the 18-year-old imbecile.