I don’t know if it is the audacity
of my texting her yesterday
to ask about the raise
or my asking about the raise itself
that caused her to glare at me at the office
her dark stare full of questions
as to what I might know
(when I know almost nothing),
accidently pushing the panic button in her
when I ought to be scared to death
for what she might do if I do not behave
when it is our (soon to be) former temporary boss
who brought up the subject with me,
unwittingly mocking the owner
for being too cheap to appreciate
the best writer on our staff,
and pay (her) what she deserves,
and what it may take to keep her,
while I wonder at “the gifts” she got:
iPad, guitar and such
and wonder at the generosity
someone has shown her,
truly appreciating her
worth after all.
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