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The Window Washer
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The Window Washer |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
There was a secretary working on the 34th floor at her desk, in a chair, by the new boss's door. She could work and polish nails with a snobbish delight, type a letter, take dictation in the absence of light, brew the coffee, answer phones, solve the problems that bind, add some lipstick and perfume, arrange a meeting on time. Outside her window, lightly beat the rain and freezing snow on a window washer working on the 34th floor. Up at dawn, pack a lunch, wife and kids are asleep. Off to work, catch a train from the somber, silent street. Check the gear, add some oil and it's up and up he'll go to meet with Mr. Clean upon the 34th floor. She writes a note and holds it up. He sees it at last. His frozen fingers write one too and puts it up to glass. Her's said "It's 72 degrees ! Come in and take a chair." His said "It's 50 bucks an hour mam, in freezing rain out here." Just when you think your thinking is the only way that's true, there's a window washer working with another point of view. Namyh |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear Namyh, This poem works good. He's got the right idea. Love Bobby |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Priorities and loyalties... What a wonderful vignette and an epiphany that reminded me of what many workers endure to make a good living for their families. ...and yes, the view depends on which side of the window one is on.  |
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