From the C Train to the Shiny Tower
It was better than breakfast for me this morning when I opened the paper and saw all of Manhattan in gridlock. I know that may be a mean thing to say, and there are some very stand-up people who live in that town, but I'm in an aggressive mood and not five days ago that city screwed over my second-in-command. So I shriek loudly:
EAT SHIT, NEW YORK CITY!!!
There was an interview on the news this morning with a picketing transit worker who mouthed some nonsense about needing more pay and benefits and the like. If someone goes Reagan on their ass and fires all 33,000 of them, I wonder whether the MTA would have a tough time hiring new employees at the terms that the unions rejected? My money's on no.
I'm going to start abiding by a resolution, which happens to coincide with the coming of the New Year, will be to participate significantly less in the favor matrix. At least, in terms of owing favors.
EAT SHIT, NEW YORK CITY!!!
There was an interview on the news this morning with a picketing transit worker who mouthed some nonsense about needing more pay and benefits and the like. If someone goes Reagan on their ass and fires all 33,000 of them, I wonder whether the MTA would have a tough time hiring new employees at the terms that the unions rejected? My money's on no.
I'm going to start abiding by a resolution, which happens to coincide with the coming of the New Year, will be to participate significantly less in the favor matrix. At least, in terms of owing favors.
posted by Face of Spades at 9:44 AM
4 Comments:
My favorite part of the transit strike (aside from being able to watch from a distance) is that the MTA has been doing half-priced fares for the holidays rather than, say, giving nice Christmas bonuses to the "Stand clear of the closing doors, please" dudes.
Damn NYC nightclubs...Tony that big burly bastard of a VIP bouncer. I will send him a case of poop cola for Radamand...wait wait did I just say Radamand. DAMN YOU QUO!!!
SS
oh so now you change me to destro just because you had to have it all corect. I wanted to be the ninja. How am I ever gonna get through airport security. It is OK I'll forgive you
Destro
He's Scottish, he has a head made of metal, he's a badass. No grief from you.
And, perhaps obviously enough, the castle in question is called...Castle Destro.
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