Glad You Noticed

“Glad You Noticed”

(Genre: Southern Outlaw Country – think Zac Brown Band on a revenge tear)

Starring: Joe, Dillon, Brandon, and Paul

Directed at: Kurt, clipboard king and part-time magician (he disappears when work starts)

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Yeah Kurt…

We know you been watchin’.

Just not the right stuff.

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I bust my back, never miss a beat,

You clock in late just to warm your seat.

I train new hires, I run the floor,

But Conner forgets the trucks, and you still want more?

You give praise to folks that ain’t around,

While the real ones keep this branch off the ground.

So when you finally looked my way last week—

I smiled and said “Damn, glad you noticed me.”

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Glad you noticed, after all this time,

While we hauled your mess and made it rhyme.

We run the job, but y’all take the cred,

Toss us scraps while your favorites get fed.

You looked up once when the hard part’s done—

Well thanks, boss man… guess we finally won.

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You promoted me the day my son was born,

Then tossed me down when the trucks got torn.

I kept things runnin’ with my eyes half shut,

While Conner misplaced keys and left the ramp up.

I don’t need your praise, don’t need your gold,

But I damn sure notice when loyalty’s sold.

So when you finally asked if I still believe—

I said, “Yeah, in me. But not in your lead.”

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I ain’t loud, but I ain’t blind,

Seen you cover for Conner a hundred times.

He forgets straps, leaves tools on site,

But I miss one stop, and I’m in your sights.

You talk about “standards,” but it’s just for show,

You hold us back while the slackers grow.

But last week you said I’ve “stepped up strong”—

So I wrote this chorus, hope you sing along.

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Glad you noticed, after months of grind,

After we did your job and covered your blind.

While Conner napped and called it stress,

We were mopin’ sweat out the Sunday mess.

You cheered the wrong ones all damn year—

But we the crew that kept it in gear.

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You always say I “bring good vibes,”

But never mention how I drive those drives.

I pad the loads, I tie ‘em tight,

Then Conner throws junk in and calls it light.

You say he’s “still learnin’, just needs time,”

But I see coddlin’ in every line.

So next time you act like I’ve made a change—

Know I been solid. You just outta range.

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Funny how you always “notice” right before payroll hits…

Or after someone else cleaned up your mess.

We been here.

Still here.

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Glad you noticed, hope it felt sincere,

But we know the game you’re runnin’ here.

We’ll lift your branch, load by load,

While y’all play favorites in manager mode.

Don’t need awards or empty praise—

We just need you out of the damn way.

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So yeah, Kurt…

Thanks for noticing.

Took you long enough.