I’d prefer not to…

tired of all this…

this…

this…everywhere I go there is nothing but the same thing…

like…

work…always work to do…

yes…

and you have to do it…

don’t have to…

no choice in the matter

there’s a choice…

living for nothing more than the miserable existence of work…all types of work…unskilled…skilled…hourly wage…salary…why I’ve even been paid with sandwiches and a pint…and at the end of the day what does that get you…

a full belly…

nothing…gets you nothing…can’t save from that…what…you’re gonna put a piece of bologna in the bank…no…nothing…gets you nothing…it’s over rated I’d say…always looking for work…finding work and working til your body aches…til the mind is numb…a whole life dedicated to work…and at the end what are you given for your efforts…a small pension…401k’s to cash in…savings over the years from suffering and sacrifice…no sir…no sir…

so…you’d rather not work…

I’d prefer not to…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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