Nothing functions at the dawn of my day
As with that comes dread and dismay
of having to hold for multiple minutes
with hold music that sounds like I’m at a spa.
However relaxing this music may sound it’s profound in it ability to cause me stress.
I swivel in my office chair and check for how long I’m bearing this loop of music,
looping itself around my neck and suffocating my sanity and I’m holding back from any profanity but it’s hard not to swear when stuck in this ‘mare of repetitive ambient track.
I’ve been waiting to speak to someone who might be able to assist, but if I have to hold any longer and persist I might want to cease and desist from this seemingly unending call queue.
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