Hello, Ma’am, My Name is Frank McMillen

You know what I

Hate most about my job?

It's not the doors

Slamming

In my face,

Or the blisters on the soles

Of my feet.

I don't

Hate the hours

I spend

Demonstrating,

Pointlessly,

To women

Mooching off

My vacuuming;

I expect it.

Rejection

That is. 

I just hate it when

Her husband

Comes home

Early

The one time

I get some.