Five minutes have passed
From secretary’s request,
“May I place you on hold?”
Before I can respond, the
Fatal click is sounded. My
Ears are now bombarded
With exhortations to stay
On course. My call will be
Answered in a manner so
Timely, so polite that any
Inconvenience should be
Promptly forgiven, voices
Say interspersed with the
Absolute worst Muzak in
History. Now ten minutes
Of my life have been spent
Holding this device to my
Ear. At least the view out
My window provides calm.
Praying for Eyebrowz 