So I was at Stinker
looking for a hot water bottle.
There was no one in the store.
Not a clerk in sight.
A hand-lettered card on
the cash register read:
"Can't find anyone to work for
12 dollars an hour. So this place
is on the honor system. When you
find what you want please leave the
exact amount on the register. I'll
come pick it up tonight. Thanks.
The manager."
So I left five dollars for
my hot water bottle.
It was marked $22.99,
but I figured five bucks was enough
for a self service joint.
Then I went back to my sewer hole.
Where I live.
Now that no more houses are
being built.
It's an abandoned sewer line.
So it's dry. And the temperature
remains a steady 75 degrees.
But it's not about the lack of
immigrants. To do the grunt work.
That's false.
It's all that plant-based protein
being passed off as food.
It makes people weak and indecisive.
So nothing gets done.
Tyrants invade small nations and
nobody cares. No one wants a career.
Or to make a living. All we want
is to just get by.
With plant-based protein.
The immigrants are still
all around us --
They live in all the abandoned
office spaces.
And are planning something.
Something big.
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