QC 93 do you ever think about me?
I think about you.
Every night when I brush my teeth and I see your little silver sticker.
Who are you? Where are you?
Are you loved? How many hairdryers have you quality controlled?
I’ve always had so many questions, and now you’ve joined my list.
But you don’t know that.
I picture you, QC93.
Checking.
Sticking.
Then going home to kiss your child’s curly head.
It’s late.
They’re sleeping.
Maybe we’re all just the same?
I’ve always had so many questions.
Why is your sticker not centered?
