The Customer

January 30, 2018
By myerabig BRONZE, Mukwonago, Wisconsin
myerabig BRONZE, Mukwonago, Wisconsin
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Comes through the drive thru and
Orders a 12 oz. iced drink.
Our smallest iced drink is
16 oz.
“Honey,” she says,
And I know she won’t take no
For an answer.


Comes back in a few months and
Orders a chicken pesto sandwich.
Our pesto chicken comes on
A baguette.
“You’re not going to,” she starts,
And I know that I’ll regret
Taking the order.

The author's comments:

I work at a local cafe, and we have this one customer that always gives us trouble. She comes through the drive thru every time and finds something to complain about, no matter what. I thought that it would be funny to write a poem about that customer, but in an overly dramatic style.

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