But when I go to pay the fine
surprise, surprise, there’s no waiting game.
Someone picks up straight away.
The voice is chirpy like a canary.
It’s like a change swept through the place
I tell the lady.
I tell Maria.
She even has a name.
People always quick to take your money, I say.
She even chuckles.
I don’t know if it’s put on or genuine
You take what you can get.
The lines to the other sections I say, the ones
asking for extensions, leniency,
were always clogged with callers
And when you finally got through
a graveyard voice answered. like Lurch from ‘The Adams Family’.
She chuckles again.
She brings out my inner stand-up.
But your line, I say, lit up like a Xmas tree.
She glows, gives me the receipt number.
She’s still chirpy, wishing me a good weekend.
I feel light as a glider. The fine is off my chest.