Zapped Of My Zip

No pep in my step and no zip-a-dee in my doo-dah…I hate Mondays! ~Mac

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Hungry Haikus

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I am passionate
About many types of food
Get in my belly©
by Mac

When I get thirsty
Longing for something to drink
Give me tequila©
by Mac

A wing and a prayer
I mean buffalo wings sir
Blue cheese to dip them©
by Mac

If you long for sweet
Something that is good to eat
I have a great treat©
by Mac

This is the last one
I mean from the cookie jar
Will you make more please©
by Mac

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Tales From The Fitting Room

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Your prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “spell.” Use the word “spell” any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use it in the first sentence. 

Let me sit for a spell and tell you about my week. If you are unaware, recently I began working in fashion retail. This week was busy, as I live in a tourist town, (a spring vacation destination no less). My job is aiding people in finding items of clothing, well a bit more, but that is the simple description.

People are quite “interesting” creatures, consistently surprising me. If you have worked with them in any capacity than you know what I mean! I am considering writing a book named “Tales From the Fitting Room” and it would be a comedic-horror-nonfiction. I mean, I have seen way more than I ever wanted to, in just a short period of time.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my job! But, this week was crappy, I mean literally! I shall not elaborate more, but needless to say…disgusting! And, I work in a high-end retail store, you would think that it would be better. I guess it doesn’t matter what walk of life you are in, people are still people. The good, the bad and the terribly inconsiderate.

I never knew that one person could try on so many clothes and leave them in so many manners of inside-out. And how difficult it is to pull a shirt from a pile, whilst not leaving the entire rest of the pile on the floor. And if one more person ignores my greeting and gives me attitude… On the bright side, I had my highest personal sales day with over $1450 sold.

So, as I go to spell the next name on the next fitting room door, I shall be filing away more stories to share. Maybe the next one will be yours. And, do forgive me if I forget to spell your name with two “L’s,” miss an “H,” or add an “E.”©

by Mac

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Darkness Remains

Holding me down you impale me
You don’t even hide your smile
Oh, eyes of someone so vile

A wolf in sheep clothing you bite
Drawing blood as you go deep
Won’t let me my life keep

Driving a spike through my heart
You pierce me to my very core
Can no longer live anymore

Carve out my soul you She Devil
All that remains is now yours
Nothing left but this corps

But darkness remains©
by Mac

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Swing Into Fall

Let me fall in love and let it be, warm like autumn on a tree
Back and forth like a swing, hues of joy and sadness brings©
by Mac

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Elements- Autumn/Metal

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Swing Into Fall© by Mac

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Swing Into Fall© by Mac

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Laugh A Little

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“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.” ~Audrey Hepburn

It is easy to get into a discouraged frame of mind these days. Just turn on the news for two minutes or open your web browser. We are bombarded with negativity! So find the humor in a moment, make somebody smile or laugh at yourself. Life is too short to spend it being sad. I hope I can give you a little chuckle for your day. ~Mac

Don’t you hate…

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See Through Me

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You see through me, for I cannot hide my heart away
Longing for a reprieve from feeling darkness someday

You know how black my soul is, you can see the hues
But yet how you can love this vessel, I’m so confused

How can I deserve one as you is such a great mystery
Our true love is the kind that goes in books of history

One day I hope that all the black from me fades away
Longing for a reprieve from feeling darkness someday©

by Mac

 

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