I called the “special rep”
Monday at 4pm.
“He’s not in his office”
a voice relied
“Would you like his voicemail?”
“Yes, please!” I reply
I must get answers
to my career and livelihood problems
and I chant;
“Hi, Mr. Levine”
This is I, the fatuous me
a hard working professional,
Ignored by this "Union."
Tossed on a run around path
Of questions left unanswered
And worries by the dozen,
And worries by the dozen,
Please call me back my number I recite.
An hour and a half past
Again a call I cast,
“I don’t see him at his desk”
An affable voice intones
And I just hate phones..
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