What I want to know is how Rupert managed to score the ‘best’ city workers. I mean, does the City head-hunt people from the municipal workforces of the world to add to their quiver of go-getters? How else could we get the best of the best? Rupert must be like the “Top Gun” of municipal work environments.
I’m sorry, I tend to get facetious sometimes.
The real point of my diatribe is:
holy fuck, if you have a sweet job and a wife with a sweeter job, and the world’s been good to you, of course you’re going to have a rosy outlook on life. We want to be able to pay our bills AND have some sort of life after work, but we can’t because we have to work 2 fucking jobs to do it because we’re paying for Ajaye and his co-workers to have a rosy outlook on life. THATS WHY SOME OF US ARE SO FUCKING PISSED OFF!!! Its because we painfully feel the inequalities of society. I have been eating Mr. Noodles for three months because I’m trying to make a go of it here…trying to stave off thoughts that moving up here was a big mistake. Trying to act happy and nice to all the comfortable people while my stomach is eating itself. Wondering when they’ll shut my utilities off because I don’t have a nice enough job to pay my bills on time. Then I see guys who can’t tell their asses from holes in the ground make $30/hour because they know people. It’s a fuck of a lot easier to be happy when your stomach is full and you drive a nice car, have a nice, steady job, etc. Try subsisting on mr. noodles and office coffee for a week and see how you start to feel about life in general. I’m this close to just creeping out on the town and sticking people up. Except they’re probably all broke too. What neighborhood do you live in Ajaye? Just joking. I ain’t that type of guy. Yet.
Pardon my francais, s’il vous plait. But seriously, q’est-ce que fuck??