On November 1, 2023, P.T. Wyant posted a Wednesday Words prompt involving a receptionist, mismatched socks, and coffee.
This poem was the result…
The receptionist has mismatched socks
The coffee she pours is better than you expected
She winks, inviting you in a silent joke
Between the two of you, a conspiracy of silence
The manager would object to spending too much
Quality coffee would be wasted on you
Even if you drink far better brews than he does
The receptionist distracts the manager with her bright smile
Softening his scowl into a condescending smirk
No one with a brain could smile like that
Once the manager asked her why her socks don’t match
She told him too often her socks disappear
She decided to start putting the leftovers together
Don’t they contrast in an interesting way?
She shows off the red and purple with a grin
Interesting, yes, but they don’t match
She keeps missing the essential point
To her, that point isn’t essential
She’ll work with what she’s got
As long as she can enjoy her coffee
Starting her morning with its taste in her mouth
Centering herself as she faces the phone
Ready to direct and hold those waiting
You smile and wink back
Aware the manager doesn’t notice
Enjoying the coffee as you turn away.