One of ‘Em

Those days,
The ones that rock,
The ones that roll,
The ones like today,
Where exercise was good,
Where work should have been exorcised,
Where stories collided with real life,
This day,
When news of Starkey ran into a coincidental conversation,
When educational training sighted active shooter protocol,
When fallacy met with phallic inadequacy,
And I think I was sexually harassed.
Women told me
That’s a normal thing for them,
If so, that sucks,
Not trying to be funny,
It does,
Much like that portion of my day,
After a Monster of the Midway lookalike
Ran smack into a dodgeball strategist,
Just before a well-meaning volunteer,
Got cracked by a rebar bending overly enthusiastic pseudo-victim.
Yes, one of those days,
Recovered from infamy
By a couple of beers and excellent hole in the wall tacos
With my daughter
Who brings an edge
That makes me proud,
The kind that put my disappointment in a colleagues closet expression of fantasy
In a perspective that allowed me to laugh,
Although, I feel a hashtag movement appropriate in my continued distant and
Professional relationship with the unwanted commentator.
So, as I write this at the end of the day,
I can look back with the perspective of some heavy suds
And allow my truth to flow,
Thank the good lord of education that summer vacation starts tomorrow.

I don’t think I could handle another one of these days.

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