A fine poem. I once had a cashier's job - saw a lot of this sort of life in the short time the job lasted. They didn't like me, so another cashier was instructed to steal from my register - this allowed them to fire me for stealing. Voila' - problem solved. No possible way to file for Unemployment checks - since I'd been fired for 'cause'. The cashier's life is the hardest job of all, I think. I admire anyone who can stick it out for even one night. Did I mention, this is a fine poem?
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A fine poem. I once had a cashier's job - saw a lot of this sort of life in the short time the job lasted. They didn't like me, so another cashier was instructed to steal from my register - this allowed them to fire me for stealing. Voila' - problem solved. No possible way to file for Unemployment checks - since I'd been fired for 'cause'. The cashier's life is the hardest job of all, I think. I admire anyone who can stick it out for even one night. Did I mention, this is a fine poem?