how I got started

it has taken me decades to realize
why I was usually chosen over the
6 or 7 candidates for
those paltry shipping clerk jobs
in those small business houses
across the nation.
first, I was big–
which meant I could lift heavy
objects.
second, I was ugly–
which meant I was no threat to
the secretaries.
third, I looked dumb–
which meant I was too stupid to
steal.

if I had been running a business
and a guy like me had come to apply
for a job opening
I would have hired him
right away.

which is rather
what I ended up doing anyhow
in another kind of
business.

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1983
Source
Original manuscript