Classic Poem

No longer do I have
the sheer luxury of
a do nothing,
be nobody,
go nowhere job.

It's good to have some real work to do.
But now, of course,
I have to work with
crappy computers and
a card file system that
have stood still in time.

As the world evolved
and got ready for
the next millenium,
we are stuck here in
a 70s time warp
with nothing but
dusty old shelves
and compactii
and junk
that belongs in a museum
to work with.

And still,
to get results
with antique systems
can give me
a feeling of self worth.

I do indeed lead a lucky life.
After all, I have a job
(with good conditions
and people too).

I keep my job,
and try my darndest
to do a good and honest job.
Because that is what
makes life worth living.

Good friends,
family,
co-workers,
and the satisfaction
of knowing that I will live
to enjoy life another day.