Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Banks, County Clerks, and Holidays


            So the wonderful 'over spending' Christmas holiday is over, and we must wait a few days before being plagued by another holiday. However, "News Years" seems to make a little more sense. Make impossible promises to yourself, watch a glass ball fall from the sky, and then drink your worries away. If that is not enough, people stand in the freezing cold to watch it happen. So what if a glass ball slides down a platform without breaking. If the damn sphere broke the platform, and came crashing down on a crowd of New Yorkers it would be worth watching. God forbid if that ever happened! Mommy, daddy, and little Timmy might shit themselves at such a scene.
            The reason why I named this post 'Banks, County Clerks, and Holidays' is because most government workers don't work holidays. However, wage slaves who care about their families do. Let’s not forget that most banks are not open on Saturday, Sunday, or Wednesday. How do they get shit done? Answer: they don't!
            I can understand Christians not working on Sunday. Keep the seventh day Sabbath. The good lord only rested one day, but everyone in this country gets two days of rest. The local DMV is open on Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. The dirty conservative whores give you a number, and you sit down. You wait several hours, and finally they call your number. You walk up to the counter, she hands you some paper work, assigns you another number, and you sit back down. It would be easier to get an act of congress. My New Year’s resolution is to create my own holiday. I will celebrate the birth of my savior on January 7th. I will request that day off from work, and thank him for my blessings. It makes more sense than wasting my time with CorpGov's commercial holidays. Keep wasting cash loyal Americans, in the end you are only wasting your time. We don’t need an eight course meal on Thanksgiving or Christmas. If little Timmy only wants turkey and mash potatoes, don’t put the damn potato salad on his plate. Save the left overs, or give it to the stray dogs down the street. Learn about “servings” and “yield” and prepare less next time. Waste not, want not.              

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