Shop Talk
Bizz Poetry
Once upon a night-shift dreary, while I posted, tired and bleary,
On many a recent phonescoop comment, whilst closing up my store.
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my now-locked door.
"'I'm an AT&T customer," he blurted, "tapping at your just-closed door.
Do you have the iPhone 4?"
...and a Haiku:
Sale was going well
"No I can't waive upgrade fee"
Now she is yelling
Iphone, Iphone, Iphone
I dropped you on the floor.
Iphone, Iphone, Iphone
And now you are no more.
I waited for the white one
And now it looks like crap
The back is in 3 pieces,
And the screen is full of cracks.
Steve Jobs is really gloating now
And doing a happy dance.
I gotta buy another one
Cause I don't have insurance.
Oh Palm Pre Plus, Oh Palm Pre Plus,
why is your a-ttach rate so low?
Oh Palm Pre Plus, Oh Palm Pre Plus,
where did your loy-al users go?
You promised much in feeaatures.
I was your greatest preeaacher.
Oh Palm Pre Plus, Oh Palm Pre Plus,
so many re-turns, much sorrow.
Today's Haiku comes from a customer today who rudely insisted that a phone had a microSD slot, when it did not...
You are the expert?
It is not like I do this
for a living, jerk.