A Retail Christmas...
At work this evening it is quiet and right,
The doors are locked and the sashes drawn tight.
The lights in the window make a holiday sight,
As a lone PC technician works on in the night.
The viruses and hard drives and broken things all,
Take hours of working to fix before Christmas shall fall.
For consumers don't care who is stuck here on call,
Trying to fix their PC's so they can hang at the mall.
But late on a sunday at 20 below,
Surrounded by a blanket of new fallen snow,
The silence was heard as the fans cease to blow,
The computers are done, it is now time to go.
The doors are locked and the sashes drawn tight.
The lights in the window make a holiday sight,
As a lone PC technician works on in the night.
The viruses and hard drives and broken things all,
Take hours of working to fix before Christmas shall fall.
For consumers don't care who is stuck here on call,
Trying to fix their PC's so they can hang at the mall.
But late on a sunday at 20 below,
Surrounded by a blanket of new fallen snow,
The silence was heard as the fans cease to blow,
The computers are done, it is now time to go.