LAID OFF: DAY 10
I’m making my own coffee now, by the way. It’s better, tastier, lasts longer and I get to use my CoffeeMate Creamer (Whoo Hoo!). I scour the market for 3-4 hours every day, learn a lot, speculate, hope I’m right, maybe make a few moves and keep thinking something will happen that will make us all happier.
*Smiley needs his damn coffee in the morning
So check this, turns out there’s some cracked out bum sleeping on a crusty old mattress behind my apartment building in the alleyway where some of my neighbors park. I’ve seen it all in that alley: bums sleeping on piss-soaked mattresses and couches, crack heads digging through the trash for things to pawn, crack heads smoking crack, kids tagging, slanging weed, buying weed, smoking weed, fights and whatever you can think of other than murder..
*Smiley sees a lot of this in the alley behind his apartment
So at least I’m not back there. I get to be in my room checking out my beautiful computer and writing like I’m writing now for the hell of it. Life is beautiful. Is this the high life? Not yet but maybe I’m getting there. I’m planning on getting there. At least, if anything, I’m being productive everyday.
And I’m not talking about scratching my but either. I do that anyways.
*Smiley is a big time butt scratcher
Nope, I write. And write. And write more. I check the markets. Research the markets. Asses the market. I just DO the market. Work on the launch of my new website…you’re not allowed to know what is yet even if you did care. And, I’m in school studying for my degree.
*Smiley is also being happily productive
A lot on my plate but I have to do something if I’m not working for The Man, right?
This is about vengeance on The Man.
I live for this.
I die for this.
I AM this.
I’m not trying to be a martyr here either. Just someone who wants to let out the rage of many others who feel like me but don’t have it in their nature to do something about it. Unfortunately, I do. I fight for the small guy. The underdog. The one who gets pushed around. Sometimes, you have throw it down for yourself and get ready to fight off the woes with a smile.
*Smiley is ready to kick ass. He’ll take names latter.
So I take that attitude against not having the mundane 9-5. Most people do, I intend not to. Maybe a little part timer just to get some steady income for a few months but once business kicks in, I’m a’headin’ West! (though that made no sense, I always wanted to write that!)
So, pat yourself on the back if you’re laid off with the millions of other Americans. Yes, it sucks but no, it’s not the end of the world. The end of the world is being in that alley behind my apartment building smoking crack and sleeping on a piss-soaked, crusty old mattress.
Now, that sucks!
*Smile! You’re laid off
