CSA
I walk in
Incognito
Gliding inbetween unfriendly faces
Quickly opening the small door
Making my way into the backroom
There it is
My little piece of magic
The crimson smock I wear
Confidence and helpfulness woven in its seems
Placing it around my neck
Securing it around my waist
I am the scarlet hero
Stepping back through that door
All eyes on me
I smile with my newfound courage
I am their guide
I have all the answers
I am
Customer Service Associate!
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