As so many of you may well know, there is a lot to be said about Yelp reviews. The best thing to say about them, of course, is how useless they are; however, from time to time, they are poetic. I took a recent post and snipped it apart and sewed it back together. Please, enjoy this poem, unlike someone's sandwich.
So, I've been rocking this whole 9-5 thing for a whole three days now. I gotta say, while it is soul crushing, there are some serious opportunities for poetry.
Here's a little bit of found poetry I've thrown together from listening to people in the break room and random pieces of beauty in an otherwise dull space. I hope that doesn't come across as too...I don't know, bougie? I really am just trying to keep my shit together.