This makes me a little sick to my stomach. St. Louis is screwed up about a lot of things, and Public Transit is probably the biggest of them. Obviously, the community is going to find some way to cope with this. Maybe the dishwashers and housekeepers who lose their jobs can be replaced with people like me, who have no job even though they have degrees from top universities. Or maybe all of the people with masters degrees who I’m competing with for work will finally be able to find work as a cook or launderer, so as to free up a high-paying, rewarding job for me. It’s like some sick circle of life.
THANK YOU FOR VOTING ON PROPOSITION M, DOUCHEBAGS. Because it isn’t already hard for people to take the bus in this ridiculous city.
Sorry. I am filled with bitter unemployment-bile today. I think it may be related to the pizza rolls, cheez-its, and yogurt which are now 80% of my diet. Oh, and discount candy bars (a man has to LIVE, after all.). Maybe next time I go shopping I will buy some spinach or broccoli or carrots. And by carrots, I mean Diet Dr. Pepper. And by broccoli, I mean canned soup. And by spinach, I mean peanut butter. Vegetables are too expensive. There goes my trim, recession-enhanced waistline.
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