Tuesday, January 05, 2010


Awake in the dark, stocking shelves; asleep in the cold, jockeying cargo. The real value of this varies, but the wages paid do not. In either case, the company can do very well; in either case, people congratulate you for your association with its success. Now here's a company that lets you come back each week for a fleecing; and what you forfeit is nothing less than your art and your ambitions and your health, cloaked in the fraud of adult responsibility! Relatives often ask: how is your company doing? But I am much more concerned about me.

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