The New Receptionist ... This May Have Been you!

I have sixty-seven names and numbers, None of which are my own.

As the new receptionist, I'm expected Not to hold the phone.

From the Mail Clerk to the President, Each employee thinks I already know their names As they nod and grab their messages, and head Out the door to play employee games.

Really, I just started here, and I Don't know who these people are, ...

I'll just keep placing phone calls as someone yells, "Hold all my calls, I'm headed to the bar!"

Author Note: I know there are thousands of Receptionists out there in Corporate Land that have felt the same feelings, so I dedicate this to you. I use to work as a receptionist for a large Corporate publishing Company in downtown Dallas, Texas. I often wondered if they even noticed me or knew my name.

I wrote this poem and it was published in the companies magazine. It became the talk of the week! I guess they got the message!