There is a smile plastered on my face,
though his words sting like mace.
He sputters and shouts on the phone.
As I think, “There’s no place like home.”
I’m wondering if this guy is stable
I guess he really cares about his cable
Now his threats are making me nervous.
Don’t you just love customer service?
Humorous Poem #45 – Service With a Smile
September 14th, 2011 Evan
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