Poem -

Hold on

Hold on

You ever worked
at a place
and a customer 
comes in
You greet them
and they put 
their hand out
like a stopping
sign
because they
are on their
Phone
and you 
are so insignificant 
that they 
have to communicate
to you
by using sign language

I would love
to knock
on their
door
at their home
and do the
same
when they
greet
me

You came to me
I did not come 
to you

Fucking rude

Put the fucking phone away
Ass hole!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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