(Dis)content Writer

Young Man Writing by Jean-Louis Ernest Meissonier

A bad day was what it was –

Thoroughly rotten to the core

I could even smell it,

And man, was it gross!

My head was hurting,

Toasts burning,

Last night’s tea was stale,

That’s all the breakfast I could grab.

Yet I tried not to make a mistake

But there it was, the client’s feedback –

“Font’s too small.

Please revise,” it said.