THAT'S NOT MY JOB ?14:47 Nov 04 2015
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IM SICK AND TIRED OF WHERE THIS WORLD OF OUR'S IS HEADED.PEOPLE JUST DON'T CARE NO MORE ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE.THEY WHINE ABOUT THIS AND ABOUT THAT,BUT NOTHING GETS DONE ABOUT ANYTHING.THE PERFECT EXPLANATION.MY MOM IS 95 YEAR'S OLD SO ALL ASSETS ARE NOW IN MY NAME INCLUDING THE HOUSE,SO WHEN SHE PASSES ON I'LL AVOID ALL THE RED TAPE BULLSHIT AND EVERYTHING AUTOMATICALLY TRANFER'S TO ME.WHICH ALL MAKE'S PERFECT SENSE.SHE WAS PAYING THE HOUSE TAX PER YEAR TO THE TOWN WE LIVE IN AND WAS SAVING ALOT OF MONEY THROUGH THIS PROGRAM BEFORE THE HOME WAS PART MINE.SINCE THE HOUSE IS NOW HALF MINE THE TAX RAN UP QUITE ALOT.SO WE GO THERE TO STRIGHTEN THINGS OUT.''RON WHITE''THE COMEDIAN SAYS''YOU CAN'T FIX STUPID'' THERES NO CLASS FOR IT,WHICH MEANS YOUR STUPID FOREVER.I AGREE WITH HIM.ANYWAY WE GO IN TO THE OFFICE,AND THERE'S THIS ONE LADY YOU KNOW THE TYPE THAT NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO NOTHING GETS THROUGH THROUGH THAT SOLID THICK HEAD OF HER'S ''REDTAPE'' OK,FOR 80 YEARS MY MOM LIVED IN THIS TOWN,THEY HAVE EVERY DOCUMENT ON HER & MYSELF ,ON WHERE WE LIVE,FROM OUR BIRTHDATE TO OUR SOCIAL SERCURITY NUMBERS TO EVERYTHING WE OWN.RIGHT DOWN TO OUR DAMN TOENAILS.WELL MOM BRINGS IN A CON EDISON BILL TO PROVE WE LIVE THERE,YOU HEARD IT RIGHT.''TO PROVE WE LIVE THERE''WELL THE BILL HAS MY DAD'S NAME ON IT.AND SHE SAYS THAT DON'T HELP,YOUR HUSBAND HAS PASSED SO THIS BILL DON'T COUNT.SO I TAKE MOM HOME,AND I RETURN WITH ONE WITH HER NAME ON IT.AND THIS WOMAN SAY'S ''WELL THIS DON'T COUNT EITHER BECAUSE IT SAY'S HER ACCOUNT NUMBER THEN HER ADDRESS,IT HAS TO SAY HER ADDRESS ONLY.I LOOK AT HER AND I SAY TO ''STUPID'' ITS A BILL.THEN SHE SAY'S I JUST WORK HERE.WHAT ? SHE SAYS IT HAS YOUR MOTHERS NICK NAME,SO SHE NEEDS TO GET THAT CHANGED TOO.TO ME THIS IS THE AMERICA WE LIVE IN TODAY,THIS GREAT COUNRTY IS GOING DOWN HILL,TO ME THIS IS ALL B.S.,SO I TAKE THE BILL BACK TO MOM.NOW WILL SEE.DURING THAT SAME DAY,IM IN THE FOOD STORE SHOPPING.AND SLIDE HALF WAY DOWN THE ISLE ON MILK SPILLED BUT I DID NOT FALL AND YELLING ''F#@k LIKE ON A SCARY RIDE.AFTER COMPOSING MYSELF AND NEARLY BREAKING MY RUMP.I SEE A GUY STACKING THE SHELVES WITH FOOD WHO SAW THE WHOLE THING TAKE PLACE.AND I SAY TO HIM,YOU BETTER CLEAN THAT MILK SPILL BEFORE SOMEBODY ELSE OR SOME ELDERY PERSON KILLS HER SELF AND ISN'T SO LUCKY LIKE ME.HE LOOK'S AT ME AND SAYS WITH A SMIRK ON HIS FACE AND I QUOTE ''THAT'S NOT MY JOB''WHAT ?.I SAID TO HIM JUST DO WHAT'S RIGHT,SO SOMEONE DON'T GET HURT,''YOU CAN'T FIX STUPID''.I SAID GET A MOP I'LL DO IT.AS I SAID THAT THE MANAGER COMES UP TO US AND SAYS WHAT'S THE MATTER,I TELL HIM AND HE SAY'S OK I'LL CLEAN IT UP.THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE BECOME,NO COMPASSION NO MORE,I WAS TAUGHT TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT WHETHER IT WAS MY JOB OR NOT JUST TO DO IT.IM THAT GUY WHO CARES.MOST DON'T,BUT YOU BETTER WISE UP AMERICA,BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T AND ITS ALREADY STARTED.WERE IN FOR A LANDSLIDE.PEACE Elviscat
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XxElviscatxX
16:13 Nov 29 2015
JUST SAYING THE ''END OF DAY'S'' TELLS ITS MEANING.THE BEGINNING OF NIGHTS.