Republican yuppies suck (oops, that was redundant)



More politics in this office making me gag and hack: add up the number of firings + the number of upper echelon execs getting hired and you have breeding grounds for resentment, backstabbing, and a possible pay gap/class war. Upon mentioning I don't have a DVD player yet, I heard resounding moans of OH GOD. VHS must stand for "Very Humble Schmuck."



I also shop at Old Navy, Strawberry, and Conway, use coupons, frequent diners rather than neuveau riche "eateries" (what in the FUCK does that word mean), enjoy conversations with cab drivers, street vendors, 99 cent-store owners, elderly ladies with small dogs, UPS guys, FedEx drivers, laundromat attendants, and my local grocer, who is Korean and tells bad puns in broken English (he's hilarious!)



NOT one of these people would even be worth looking at according to these macchiato-worshipping morons. I, in my infinite blue-collar wisdom, have always maintained that the road to success is paved by talking to these people EVERY SINGLE DAY. How can you get that phone call if you reach the secretary first? Do you expect the doorman to let you in if you don't smile? That cab will sit in traffic and feign deafness if you try to instruct them in a snobbish way if you're trying to get crosstown to a meeting.



I hate yuppies more than I can stand it. I deliberately shove myself into commentary about our mayor and president, whom everyone loves around here. Blasphemous, I must seem. Goddamn shame these people don't realize it's the middle class that built this city, and it's the middle class who will sit back and laugh at them.