rush, rush, rush.
thats all we ever do.
lines forming around the store
from here to Timbuktu.
rush, rush, rush.
the registers go to slow
this deal didnt package right
this is supposed to be free, you know.
rush, rush, rush.
four o clock and finally my break
ive been here since ten
and i dont know how much more i can take
rush, rush, rush.
no one has sympathy for me
the poor cashier thats trying so hard
to make it all run so smoothly
rush, rush, rush.
i'm just doing my job.
i know you dont want my magazine
please dont be a snob
rush, rush, rush.
another papercut on my hand
added to my collection
though i'm the greatest cashier in the land
rush, rush, rush
slow down and breathe.
i cannot wait for the clock to hit six
i will be so relieved


merry christmas.

12/21/2003

Author's Note: i hate working retail *stabs self in eye*

Posted on 12/22/2003
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