You gotta give the guy some props.
Anyone whose vocal cords can endure an entire day of,
“Helloooo, and welcome tooooo
spouted off with religious zeal
to the incoming herds, their heads and eyes down
as they grab their carts and stampede
past, avoiding the guy like he’s
calling them to repentance insteadof greeting them at the store’s entrance.
I’m sure he’s a nice enough guy,but he sounds more like a sports announcer
pumping up the enthusiasm in the arenaat the beginning of a game
than a geriatric has-been whose retirementbenefits just won’t cover his medical bills
or his wife’s prescriptions. Or maybehis wife is gone now,
and he doesn’t have anyone to come home toor to greet when she comes through the front door
at the end of a busy day.