The Beginning Of the Summer
I won’t wax poetic about patriotism. I’ll say nothing about the cookouts you people with regular jobs participated in this weekend. I’ll not breathe a word about three days off or the beginning of the “summer driving season” or anything remotely related to a holiday.
I’ve just worked 24 hours of overtime and the brutality of that sandwiched between two full weeks of work knows no bounds. Think about that next time you’re stuffing your face with ground up cow. Some people are working and they’re not being paid so much for their trouble to afford anything other than a dog house in which to live. I’m tired of the whinging about gas prices as well. I can’t complain since I can’t afford transportation other than a pair of shoes.
Posted on July 6th, 2008 under Life, Rant • 
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