we are working for the man.
what? i thought we just finished some hipster semi-intellectual institution that really, you know, just opened our minds. we saw what everyone one else before had done, and we weren't going to let that happen to us.
but
we were too lazy. man, that first year out of college was hard. we needed to find a place to call home outside of the dorm room that i shared a bathroom with 3 other people. my meals had always been prepared in the caf. now we look forward to going to the caf because we have no idea how to cook something other than ramen. and man, i am so happy that they came out with a lighter color of brown salt to put in those flavor packets, cause i knew one day i was going to be done with beef flavor.
then i met this really awesome girl, and i couldn't think with anything other than my crotch and now i'm looking for health insurance. and guess who offers that? the man. man, the man is the man, man. so now i'm at the entry level graveshift so i can eat that other flavor of ramen on my lunchbreak cause i don't have enough money.
point of it all, no one is looking to work for the man, but because we make some bad decisions we are trapped in a cycle that we succumb to in hopes that our children will be able to escape it. so don't spit in disgust at him, he had dreams just like you.
No comments:
Post a Comment