feeling down. feeling hopeless. feeling discouraged.
after two weeks of 12 hr workdays in the heat. mosquito bites. bug bites. sunburn. no running. no writing. no acting. no conversing. NO LIFE. i opened up my paycheque and it was a shocking 1500 dollars. 3 grand a month for a job that offers no life. little sleep. zero training. zero future. how do people survive on such low wages? while I am busting my old motherfucking ass day after day, shitty products like boston pizza and taco bell are making their owner’s millions of dollars. shitty movies that have producers living in million dollar mansions in malibu. shitty shoe brands. shitty clothes. shitty homes. shitty music. shitty foods. shitty products. shitty system. we applaud the wrong people. status over substance.
hiring failures to run countries.
hiring failures to run companies.
hiring failures to run sports teams.
THE ART OF NEPOTISM.
THE ART OF “THE OLD BOYS CLUB.”
the art of average.
average product with BIG marketing campaigns.
the more money you have the more people respect you. respecting you for status. status over substance. this system is shit. PERIOD. while most bust their asses week after week to barely bring home enough money to survive we have others planning weddings on mars. and the peasants applaud this system. applaud these people. can’t see the rat even when it is right in front of their nose.
RATS.
CATS.
KATS.
RATS.
KNATS.
FATS.
MATTS.
MATS.
TATS.
STATS.
BATS.
HATS.
PATS.
WOMBATS.
fuck the people.
fuck the rules.
fuck the books.
fuck the leaders.
fuck the advice.
FUCK ME.
AND FUCK YOU TOO.
notanotherphony.
notanotherphony. 