Big T

Tongue in cheek, I write these words with a smirk
A story of our crazy, short time
Working and laughing together at work
Peddling Lands' End’s pricey line.

Our district employed a ‘perfect’ liaison 
Whose ego was infinitely large -
She'd sneak on the scene causing morale to worsen
Making clear she was definitely in charge! 

Her nickname, Big T, truly did fit -
It was given to her by us minions.
She'd often sneak into our shop for a bit
Enforcing ridiculous, absurd opinions.

I'll bubble up stories of Big T to share -
Some irritating, others so far from cute.
She truly despised me, but I didn't care! 
I felt that her bitterness was mute. 

She flaunted around her condescending smile 
And would gratuitously buy us some lunch
But that never did get her that extra mile 
Yes, we were an obstinate bunch!

We worked hard yet Big T only offered flack!
She just stood there, with arms by her side...
No…wait... That's a T stand - so I flipped off that rack!
I laughed as T's jaw opened wide. 

Then Donna, oh Donna. I miss you, my dear! 
The Queen Jewel of the Lands’ End department! 
She’d kiss Big T’s ass, but let’s make it clear
Though she always behaved like a Sergeant –

She didn’t have pull with the powers that be
No one could tolerate her face!
If I brought in food she find hairs or a flea
She showed little tact and absolutely no grace! 

Then, there was Debbie, Nadine - a few more -
Of course, we all miss each other! 
Sears is gone - they locked their huge door 
Yay! No more Big T here to hover! 

Should I be sad I won't see her once more? 
Big T made our lives really rough. 
I hear her name uttered - I puke on the floor…
Yup I've seen that Big T quite enough!

But I truly miss Jonathan - we had so much fun
It's hard since I live way down south…
But more difficult still - challenge number one…
I can't punch Big T in the mouth!! 

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