cornflakes factory

'Oh for Pete's sake 

who let the cornflakes

get stuck behind 

the oven conveyor belt!?'
-a moment of silence-

'You know I smelt 

the burning corn

from over a mile off'

said Joe, who had just arrived

he could barely suppress a scoff

the others just looked down

-the silence resumed-
it had been a while

since the fire crew had 

tackled the fire

no one had owned up

Tim didn't know who to fire

ah hell, maybe it's about time 

I just retire

he thought

creases all over his face

deepening, as he spoke again, 

I've had about enough of this place

the drama of this makeshift workspace

-the cornflakes factory-

working here is no longer

satisfactory

and this fire

has made me see

that I'm not supposed to be

here any more

so thank you guys 

and dislodged cornflakes

thanks for helping me to make

my decision
-and he left-