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Part of my job means that I deal with the public. To be honest, I hate the public. Well, most of the public anyway. For the most part, I deal with good-natured people that are generally in a good mood. They offer me beer, which I politely decline because I drive a company van home even thought I'm off the clock, cigarettes, which I gladly accept, and jokes, which I try to remember. Most people understand that my job isn't one that draws the highest praise, and they leave me alone ... for the most part. All this is fine and good... that is, until I encounter the wealthy. I detest wealthy people. Well, I detest most wealthy people. I find it mind boggling that there are those select few who earn $80,000 a year to sit at a desk. Their job is to manage someone else. That "someone else" hasn't even seen corporate headquarters, gets paid less than half of the aforementioned amount to perform back breaking labor in all weather conditions. Or their job is to make sure that numbers match sales forecasts. Usually, these people feel that they have 'earned' their position, 'earned' their pay, and 'earned' the right to leave work at 3 P.M. in order to meet a special client at the golf range. Everyone else, on the other hand, gets written up if they are late to work once. Everyone else not in the same status class as he who earned $80,000 is looked down upon. I'll give you an example. One time I was carrying a 10' piece of EMT (conduit) from location A to location B. Well, I needed to pass through a few doors to reach my destination. It's difficult to open a door while carrying something that is 10' long. This should be obvious -- not to the rich person. I'm not even looked at as a person. I'm a 'thing' that is blocking passage. And rather than help me, and hold the door open for me, they allow me to pass first. Granted, it's not their job to help me. Nor is it my job to depend upon the help of others. However, at the same time, am I not human? Is the one watching me struggle passing through a door human as well? And as humans, shouldn't we try to help one another when the opportunity presents itself? When I drive to Conroe, a suburb of Houston, to see my in-laws, I pass through Montgomery County -- some of the priciest land to own in Texas. I see $50,000 Escalades, $30,000 boats on the lake (accompanied by the children's jet-skis), and lake homes that range in price from $90,000 to several million dollars. I do not just see one or two of such things. I see many stretching out for miles. Here in Odessa, I see new houses being constructed in Mission (between Midland and Odessa), and new houses being constructed in the Ratliff Stadium area. People pay to live such a life. What must one do to enjoy such luxury? Be a doctor? A lawyer? Own a company? Either way, for the most part, people with money desire to own homes around those who are like themselves -- well off. Geographical location signifies social stratification. The poor live around the poor. The middle class lives around the middle class. And the rich live around the rich. I'm not saying this is anyone's fault. Education is available to all who wish to do better for their lives. I admire those who 'started off' poor but worked to 'be rich'. These people seem to be far more compassionate, and do not mind getting dirty. However, those who were born rich, get richer as they live only to leave all their possessions to their pets... I detest them. These are the people that complain that their steak is cooked 'well-done' instead of 'medium'. They verbally attack the manager when 'mustard' was put on the burger instead of 'mayo.' And they make their impatience into a public spectacle when they find out the wait time to be seated is 30 minutes. But I digress. All women know when a man looks at them in an 'interested' kind of way. This should be distinguished from the general looking that ALL men do at all women. I understand that my wife is beautiful, and as such, she will be looked at. However, when my wife begins to feel uncomfortable at such looking, I take action -- more below. Women, since they turned 13, are constantly being propositioned by men who desire to seek to 'know' them better. It annoys me to no end when I see some wealthy, white, married man give such a look to my wife. Imagine how his (the rich man's) wife must feel knowing that her husband is casting his gaze upon another, younger, married woman. My wife informs me when she gets such looks from men... (only after they leave the restaurant, or only after we have left whatever social event). My wife knows me. She knows that I'll say 'something' out loud, directed at the man doing the looking. I'm not thinking of any consequence when I say such things. Being a guy, I believe that when another guy 'checks out' my wife right in front of me, he feels that I'm not a threat. He thinks I'm not capable of painting the sidewalk with his blood. Well, I let others think what they want. Young guys who do this are just young -- and dumb. It's understandable. Older men, however, are not dumb. They know what they're doing. I hope. And 90% of the time, it's always an old, white, rich guy that checks out my wife -- as if he's entitled to do so. As if my wife's purpose is to be eye-candy to some stranger. As if I wouldn't dare do a thing about it. As if I would be glad to hand her over to his desires without a peep. I'll end this mindless blathering of mine with another story. While my helper was pulling fire alarm wire throughout a floor in a prominent building, he encountered a locked door. He had the master key. He went into the room to find a fat, white, old guy wearing nothing but underwear at his desk. (The old guy was alone in the room). They were both stunned. The fat guy was stunned that someone walked in on him. My helper was stunned to see someone almost naked. I assume this guy is rich. I assume this guy is in a position of power? How did I arrive at such conclusions? Well, several weeks later after 5 P.M., when we re-entered this guy's office, we saw pictures of him with then Texas governor Bush and other members of the House and Senate. So the moral of the story : Until proven otherwise, the rich are fucked up. Article Source: http://www.articlewheel.com
Original article can be found on The Midessa Forum.
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