i lost another waiter job on wednesday
they said i cussed too much
on the fax to the boss with my hours they ysed the word profanity
i guess i shouldnt have told the christ loving manager that5 most of her employees were lazy motherfuckers
she told her boss and theres on more place i cant work
darn
but thats actually good news
one more brigde, aflame, in my rearview
no where to go but onward
and onward it was when the phone rang on thursday after three straight days and 30 hours on the clock for the man
out of 57 hours of life
my work to life ratio was off kilter
put me on busses and trolleys and subways for six to eight of those hours
and whats left
some sleep
some bowel movements
maybe some reading on the commute
and i am living to work
nah
i harvested some long hours
needed to get some cash for the man that owns this apartment house
to continue our relationship
they were lazy ass motherfuckers tho
i was trying to help the manager do her job better
by dividing the work up a little more evenlpointing out how a few were doing the work of the many
but she wasnt a star trek fan
didnt know spock death scene quotes
and was appalled that i would curse
oops
i was keeping it real
i was saying the things that all the temps were thinking
about the division of labor
but they werent socialists and did not want to stage a revolution that nite
so it was a revolution of one
and i am happy that my karma is no longer contaminated by the bad bad mojo in that slackers paradise
i would have picked up some bad habits
and forgot that hard jobs are my jobs
its my lot in life to do the manly type heavy lifting
everyone calls me when its time to move
old girlfriends
estranged family members
people i work with who think i live for beer
no problem
loading and unloading and lots of steps is like a rugby game to me
its cross training
you ok with that air conditioner?
yeah, just get the door
and maybe you could order some chinese or something?
rugby is a hard job where i live on the field
i live in the pileups
i live in the rucks
i live in the scrum
scrum is another word for "we fooled three troglodytes and promised them beer for putting their heavily muscled necks and backs into a few car wrecks today over the course of a couple of hours"
we will "support" them in this scrum thing and then run and prance and play while they recover and we force them to do it again
its pure male dominance
they try to push your neck and head down into your chest cavity and out of your ass
and you return the favor
which is why i dont get props that dont drink
self medicate
it works