They bribe me with free coffee,
free soda,
and fresh donuts.
They check it,
wash it,
and vacuum it.
But all their kindness does not negate
the hard, uncomfortable chairs that were not made for human hineys,
the tv that blares too loudly from a station most Americans don’t watch,
and the mechanical smell of new rubber, grease, and oil that sticks in your nose.
Yet the most grievous complaint…
they keep me captive until they are finished.
steps in the literacy journey 
I’m guessing I have to make a trip there soon! Terrific description in this poem. You could definitely use this as a mentor text when working on inference! Well done. xo
This was so much fun! I do have a recommendation, though…”LOANER CAR!”
I know where you were! They do their best to make it pleasant, as you described!
The first line about being bribed and the last one about being held captive reminds me of mandated PD. Nicely done.
Ha! That is funny. They usually do bribe with donuts and provide chairs that are not comfortable. 🙂
Somehow, I don’t believe the free coffee entices you. Chairs in the waiting room are uncomfortable. Bet you could change the channel on the TV, but if I know you, you have a book so you don’t hear the TV at all. The car wash would be nice though. 🙂
Ha! That is funny. They usually do bribe with donuts and provide chairs that are not comfortable. 🙂
Wonderful poem full of excellent imagery. Hope you got out of there before too long.