That’s just an example of what little sleep, no play, and all work does to yours truly. Yes, that is not just an eye-grabbing headline, it’s really REAL. I dreamed a bunch of Christmas-y looking gnomes jumped off a huge tree and began to march towards me with daggers in their hand. Instead of stabbing me with daggers, they held them like shotguns and little bullets shot out directly into my chest. I awoke, startled, with Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas (the Perry Como version) fading somewhere in my mind. Have I lost it? (That’s purely rhetorical, I’ve known the answer since third grade.)
In other news, the debates are over. Retard Monkey Boy Bush and Lord of the Rings Tree Face Kerry are finished. Anti-Union politics will prevail if our presiding Chimp wins again. But don’t tell that to RD, who brazenly protested doing scab work in the casino where he’s employed. Asked to work the bar to cover striking union members, he promptly took his $20 in tip money to the picket organizer so the bunch could get donuts. The CEO and all the managers are laughing their asses off, making $$$ hand over fist, and all these people want is a decent wage. This is another example of fascism at its finest. $20 for donuts---that’s why RD’s a “mint guy”, to use Lawn Guyland vernacular. He told me he couldn’t have possibly kept any of that money in good conscience. And I agree, both my parents were union. Domino Sugar, Rheingold, and Utz have all gone the way of BetaMax.
Proof of this mentality is the fact that I will be coming in this Saturday to sit at my desk, just to catch up and get some peace. I’ve been on a deadline, trying to complete one year’s worth of work into two weeks. What I'm doing now used to be the work of a team who got fired due to their old age. Anyone past 40 is not allowed to eat, live, or have a paycheck, so I guess I'll be employed for about 7 more years. I'll enjoy it while it lasts. I'm only living to pay bills. Wish I was a princess, but oopsie, no silver spoon or rich family do I descend from. Feel free to gloat, but only if you're an asshole. If you are, I'm probably ignoring you anyway.
Last night I got home at 8:30, having worked until 7:05 p.m. Did I mention I only get paid for 8 hours worth of work? Those new overtime rules Bush passed apply to us, so I’m not eligible for overtime. How does this benefit me? It doesn’t. But the “economy” is getting stronger. My vote “counts.” I will be “prosperous” again in no time.
See what spin does? I sound like Bill O’Reilly. Oops, was that not nice? Sorry. Maybe that’s why those elves came after me…
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