Poetry praising the catering industry?

I have worked in the catering industry for four years and I am deeply touched. There is no praise, but there is a very realistic song that everyone likes:

I am full of blood and devoted to the hotel, and my suit and tie look noble.

In fact, life is extremely trivial; Make a living by suffering,

Tired all day, the guests complained about being punished for their crimes.

Bow, bow, kneel; Can't sleep at night,

When the boss gives the order, he will be in place immediately, and he will work overtime all year round.

All labor laws and regulations are invalid, and many injuries are caused all over the body.

Fart big things repeatedly meeting; Can't go home on holidays,

Dare not leave every minute; Meeting the inspection is devastating,

Reception entertainment is often drunk, so it hurts the stomach but not the feelings;

If the salary is not high, you have to pay taxes yourself, and it costs money to visit relatives and friends.

Abandoning family and career is a shame for elders, and only when you are in it can you know its taste!