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September 26, 2005-8:40 p.m. There�s a new guy at work. He moved here from New York. He�s a white guy who likes to think of himself as pretty darned pimp. He raps! He wears a visor backwards and upside down. That�s how pimp he is!! Despite all of this revolutionary accoutrement, he is evidently politically conservative. Normally, I ignore his self-impressed bluster but the last few days, I have been able to lob a couple of zingers at his expense. Friday, everyone was abuzz with talk of Hurricane Rita. There was a time when they thought the hurricane might come through the Dallas area as a category one storm. People were buying water and batteries in case they lost electricity. Visor Man: �I�ve got my PSP and X-Box charged up and a bottle of whisky for when they quit.� Sa: �With emergency management skills like those, I�m sure there�s a place for you at FEMA� Today he got started on how the evacuees who got debit cards were spending them on Louis Vittan bags and lap-dances. �They are taking our hard-earned tax money and using it for things it wasn�t meant to be spent on.� �How is that any different than taking our hard earned tax money to hunt for non-existent weapons of mass destruction� **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
