dusk

Car bum guy in the gas station parking lot.

I think it’s 4 days now.

Big guy,bald head.

Doesn’t seem like he has any desire to work.

Meanwhile I woke up tired with bulging genitals.

You’d want window tints.

If you were a car bum.

It would become vastly more important.

The will of life is interesting.

The will of “Lazy” is amazing ..

The manager of the gas station is my age or a little older.

I saw him dragging a mop out of the men’s restaurant, talking to himself.

Couldn’t make out what he was saying..more like grunts .

“fffucking piece of shit”

Talking to himself, under his breath.

Ah.

I have empathy.

He is me.

This guy hates his life, but he’s the general manager of a Quik Trip and he’s worked himself up to $70k a year .

“now…he be stuck”

I can see it on his face.

Just a half a testicle away from suicide..

Here’s another one.

There goes another one..

I’m not trying to be a drag, but you know we outnumber you, right?

By many many millions.

If we scratch our head and wonder how we arrived here?

Money.

Started out as a necessity,ended up with you mopping a public toilet and daydreaming about suicide..

Nice car though..

He’s got a perfectly….fine…car.

You can hate the person experiencing it, but personally I just think it’s a symptom..

And we outnumber the fuck outta you..

By…a…lot…

Got some miserable motherfuckers in this joke of a workforce.

Living for some plastic tinsel .

Taking this ass-fucking and having their rent raised quarterly.

Slime.

You have made us into slime.

Vermin..

When I hear stories about birthrates declining, I say “good”.

Fuck this goddamn thing right back in it’s bitter bitter asshole..

I hope I come in someday and that store manager is gone.

I don’t hope he kills himself,I just hope he leaves.

Without notice.

I hope he makes life hard for a “company”, even if it’s only for a day..

I saw his eyes man…

This guy..is done