I’m Glad I Got The Opportunity

“I’m Glad I Got That Opportunity”

(Genre: Country Ballad – think Cody Johnson with a sarcastic smirk and a chip on his shoulder)

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Well I showed up early, I stayed real late,

Did the paperwork and packed every crate.

Gave it my all, through thick and thin—

Hell, I even fixed that busted ramp again.

Then came the call, “We’re movin’ you up,”

Got a Square Cow vest and a leaky ol’ cup.

My son was born that same damn week,

New dad, new role, no time for sleep.

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I’m glad I got that opportunity,

To stress and sweat with zero immunity.

Takin’ the heat while Conner just ghosts,

Forgettin’ the trucks and braggin’ the most.

You said he’s “learnin’” and gave him a pass,

While I’m bustin’ my tail, y’all cuttin’ my ass.

So here’s a toast to that sweet demotion, Kurt—

Sure glad I got to bleed for that shirt.

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Conner’s out back, smilin’ wide,

Truck 35’s flashin’ low-tire on the driver’s side.

Didn’t fuel it, didn’t clean it, didn’t care,

But somehow he’s still your golden heir.

Meanwhile I’m dodgin’ calls, fixin’ pads,

Juggled the crew, tryin’ not to go mad.

Ran dispatch when nobody else could,

But I guess effort don’t matter like it should.

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Yeah I’m glad I got that opportunity,

To lead while y’all played favoritism fluently.

I gave it heart, gave it grit, gave it soul—

Watched Conner drop jobs and still keep control.

I guess some folks fall and still land fine,

While others climb and get kicked off the line.

But hey, thanks Kurt, for lettin’ me see—

What “leadership” means in this damn company.

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You said “Just a few mistakes, Dillon” —

Yeah, well I showed up. He didn’t.

And I got benched…

Guess tryin’ is outta style.

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So I’ll keep movin’, doin’ what I do,

Stackin’ that pride like a box or two.

But when folks ask ‘bout that management dream,

I’ll just laugh and say it ain’t what it seems.

‘Cause titles mean nothin’ when the lazy stay free—

Yeah, I’m real glad I got that opportunity.