A very cocky and obnoxious guy came into my office yesterday about five thirty <br />He sat down in front of my desk and put his feet up on my couch <br />He fired up a cigarette even though I'd asked him to refrain <br />He laughed about the smell of it as the smoke stuck in my nostrils <br />He farted as he laughed harder and then I had that odor with which to contend <br />I walked into my lavatory grabbed my weapon of choice <br />And attacked the stench with my aerosol freshener <br />Half an hour later the ozone above my office was depleted <br />The sun beat down through the skylight without mercy <br />Glaziers of sweat poured from this man's brow <br />As I informed him we could not do business <br />The price of pork bellies had just fallen to an all time low<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/day-trader-or-day-tripper-either-way-he-was-a-loser/
