my job is to be a Hypocrite (pc if you want)

[Axanderdeath]

I got in to work on time. I picked up the phone and reached out, and ripped off an old lady. This is my job. There are call centers all over Montreal. The call centers call old ladies, or young men really anyone who is gullible enough to pay money to save money, anyone desperate enough. It does not make me feel good about my self, but you got ta do what you got ta do.
My writing career is not going along as I thought it would about 5 years ago. I have not published a thing. I have kind of, sort of, but that is not publishing that is nothing, that is
shit! I am a good sales men. I like acting like I know a lot of things at least more than the
“customer”. I make up words like “contripulation” and “franizuouse” To screw around with the
poor gullible people I rip off 400.00 a day, but I am just doing my job.

Montreal is a beautiful city, really, and there are times when, on a metro or a bus, I am just over whelmed by it and it does not seem so beautiful anymore, and feel sick because
there are too many people. Then there are time when I am in a park or a nice cafe’ with my girlfriend and it seems beautiful again. There were days in the summer I sat in parks for hours
and just slack jawed--looked out in awe at the French and amazingly something--that never
could be put in to words.

“Hello, is mister Gleek there please?” I say as the owner walks across the room and
asks me if I ever take a break. I cover the phone and say “no.” I never thought that I would
work so hard at doing such an evil thing, but I do. Mister gleek had just lost his wife, and after
talking to me he had lost 400.00 dollars too.

It might seem like I am smug about ripping people off, and kind of think it is funny. The
truth is if I thought about I would feel even worse than I do already, and I am not even thinking
about the two or three people I rip off each day. Money makes me feel better. I like money
and it matters to me. I know that is not “cool” and Money is one of the world’s evils, but you
have to look at it the right way. It all has to come down to something, for some it’s Money,
for some sex, power. That means to get most of these things usually begins with one of the
other things. Money is what I see as what I need to get what I want, and maybe it is my
culture. Don’t say to me that in different cultures money does not matter and then refuse to give
me a cigarette. The world of “cool” Montreal is a hypocritical cracked out pot-head
philosopher’s talk all night high off cocaine. At least English Montreal. By day we sell bullshit
to the USA.

To survive is to be a hypocrite.



Geoffrey Alexander Parsons

[e_dog]

great closing line. the rest a bit too wordy.

[Axanderdeath]

Too wordy??? Is that a joke?

[e_dog]

"Too wordy??? Is that a joke?" Is that a joke?


is this a joke?

[Axanderdeath]

r u?