(I.P.) "Sorry for the Wait, Sir..."

Name’s Rashid! How may I help?
Didn’t catch that, sir; you’re sick
of ‘Home on the Range’? I agree;
Muzak, at its worst. My apologies!
But, please, don’t take it out on me;
just a poor man, doing his job, sir.
So what did you say the problem was?
Your washing machine won’t rinse?
Maybe something’s clogging the filter;
a simple sock could cause a blockage,
you can take it from me!

Not that I own many clothes...just
the ones I stand up in, and anyway,
my ‘washing machine’ stormed out
yesterday; took my cash and credit
cards with her, no less. On top of which
I’ve only six months left to live; one
too many cigarettes, say the medics...

Say – welcome back, sir! Keeping me
hanging on – no problem; no worries
at all...except the queue’s grown longer
and longer, but I’m over the moon
you found that odd sock – a Jaeger,
grey striped one, and I’m gratified
the Bendix is fine again, which just
goes to show! Anything else I can help
you with, sir? Thank you kindly, sir;
I shall do my best and the very same
to you, sir. Have a nice day... too.