#trainers - Hello Poetry

Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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Aug 20, 2024

Aug 20, 2024 at 11:12 PM UTC

nickarmbrister

Not Hopping

Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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Now Different He once wondered if there was a rep Who actually wore different coloured footwear? He wondered this for years a stupid thought And then there he was a rep in different shoes! The rep appeared to be a narcissist by image With one arm fully tattooed and tied back hair An air of importance surrounded him He wasn't a manager or boss just a rep Not necessarily bad or arrogant he was just Full of self-importance and something else None of that mattered right now to Brian What did were the different coloured pumps One was bright yellow the other was red Both were the same type of trainers Not the same pair but the same make He'd obviously swapped them around It was the second time he saw him And each time the rep had worn opposites He had a quirky thing for opposite shoes He decided he would write this poem To remember just another rep now different

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Aug 19, 2024

Aug 19, 2024 at 9:36 AM UTC

nickarmbrister

Now Different

Now Different He once wondered if there was a rep Who actually wore different coloured footwear? He wondered this for years a stupid thought And then there he was a rep in different shoes! The rep appeared to be a narcissist by image With one arm fully tattooed and tied back hair An air of importance surrounded him He wasn't a manager or boss just a rep Not necessarily bad or arrogant he was just Full of self-importance and something else None of that mattered right now to Brian What did were the different coloured pumps One was bright yellow the other was red Both were the same type of trainers Not the same pair but the same make He'd obviously swapped them around It was the second time he saw him And each time the rep had worn opposites He had a quirky thing for opposite shoes He decided he would write this poem To remember just another rep now different

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Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being Hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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Aug 4, 2023

Aug 4, 2023 at 10:18 PM UTC

nickarmbrister

not hopping

Not Hopping Some trainers in the BPO industry Have worked in 20 or 30 different places Brian met 2 or more such trainers Both had worked in dozens of centres Between a month’s training and years Finally settling down to train others Being Hoppers no more job to job Instilling their skills info knowledge With wisdom guidance mind set It takes skill to be a trainer And something else to excel Getting the next generation ready Reps support trainers OMs

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This is Mrs Unknown. She likes to roam the rainbow at night or in her dreams And fly with her razor fingers splayed like the falling stars whos dust cascades from the Heavens into her fried egg eyes. She likes to ballet dance across the unwinding circled junctions, like the moon, and Sing song while her trainers jog in rhythm to the bells and belts of starlight.

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Jul 31, 2014

Jul 31, 2014 at 3:52 PM UTC

Misser

Mrs Unknown

This is Mrs Unknown. She likes to roam the rainbow at night or in her dreams And fly with her razor fingers splayed like the falling stars whos dust cascades from the Heavens into her fried egg eyes. She likes to ballet dance across the unwinding circled junctions, like the moon, and Sing song while her trainers jog in rhythm to the bells and belts of starlight.

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