Diner (an acrostic poem)

 

Dinner rush was hitting hard, not a seat at the counter was empty

It was moments like this that made Tracy’s spirit sing

Nudging her to be more efficient taking orders, expediting, and jumping on the line

Energy flowed from her to her customers satisfying their appetite for perfection

Rush ended and Tracy felt wrung out since she had poured out her soul into their meals

 

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Corrosive (an acrostic poem)

Corey focused on the small details

Outside the customers waited restlessly

Removing the grease traps he noted debris

Replacing them, he made a tisk tisk noise

Obviously this place didn’t take cleanliness seriously

Still, he wasn’t done.  Next up was the walk in cooler

Inside he found the far corner was two degrees below optimal

Variances might be allowed by some people, but Corey wasn’t some people

Eventually the customers went home hungry