Raise your fists, my down trodden brothers.  We’re not going to let the ruling class tell us that 5 pm is quitting time ANY MORE! We’ll leave when we want to leave. We will bring an end to the establishment.  We want to become masters of our own destiny. We will build a nation of people who work when they want to work and not a minute longer.  We must serve notice to our oppressors that we as a people are not going to be frightened by their threats of “termination”.

And here’s our new 10 point Program

1. We want freedom. We want the power to determine the destiny of our working hours. We believe we will not be free until we are able to determine our own schedules and work when it’s important to us.
2. We want to maintain full employment for our people. We believe that the man is responsible and obligated to pay us in a manner in which we are currently accustomed and sometimes better.
3. We want an end to the robbery of our drunken lunches.  We believe that the tea-totaling right has rid us of the opportunity to have a martini at lunch in order for 3:00 to not be so horrible.
4. We want decent housing for our afternoon naps, when 3:00 is as horrible as it sounds.
5. We want a decent education for our people on current celebrity and pop culture happenings as the day unfolds…and also news.  Yeah, news.
6. We want completely free healthy activity, if we feel it necessary. Like if we want to take a mile walk, back off and let us walk, ffs.
7. We want an immediate end to meeting brutality.  Meetings should be scheduled between the hours of 10 am and 11am or between 2 and 3.  We believe it is our right to defend ourselves against any other fascist time requests.
8. We want an immediate end to all wars of donut lateness.  We believe that it’s not always easy to leave the house early enough to get to the bakery and then t o work by the same time as an ordinary day. Back off your baked goods are coming!
9. We want freedom for all friends  currently held in ridiculously rural employment. We believe no job should come between decrushing lunches on Thursdays.
10. We want someone capable of providing and fixing Modern Technology. This non-sense of thinking that WE have to do that ourselves is just plain ridiculous.

POWER TO THE PEOPLE.  *raises fist*

*nods head* Yes, this is EXACTLY what this week needed! And now, I return to the trudge of doing just what the man demands until I can go home for the day.

At the nurse’s return with the LARGEST tube of KY Jelly I’ve EVER seen, they all proceed to “glove up” again.  As doc gets the lid off he realizes that there is still the foil safety seal on top…all three of them tried once with their gloves on to get the foil seal off the top.  Not one of them succeeded…so they handed it to me…the wide-eyed, sixteen year old girl in stirrups for the FIRST. TIME. EVER. to remove the foil seal.  I did and handed it back to my doctor. 

The remainder of the appoinment after that was a blur.  What’s not a blur, is walking out to my mom in the waiting room and upon her asking if everything went ok, I simply replied. “It was a fucking THREE RING CIRCUS.”

And that was the first time I ever cursed at my mother…that I can remember…

Because saying shit in a Mc Donald’s at age three doesn’t count. 

And if it does count, then it was HER fault…so then it doesn’t count again.

But that’s a story for another day.