Lever 2000

I cannot believe the complete lack of self and backbone that exists today. To be told by someone that I can not succeed because I obviously dont know how to play the game. This guy just goes off telling me that I am politicaly incorrect and cant function in Corporate America. Like he even knows me. Fucking yuppie bitch. No I may not make it in The corporate world, but theres a reason for that. I aint some whiney puck ass bitch that kneels. Sure you can bow down and suck the boss's dick when he comes in, laugh at his stupid jokes and generaly look like an ass. And if you blow him just right or give him a good hand job while you are rimming him you get that shiny new promotion. And if you didnt do it right then you just got shit on your breath, and a tangy after-taste from the load you just swallowed. Meanwhile you're know to all your co-workers as dick-cheese, brown boy, ass mole, or Bob's bitch, whether you got something or not. So who the fuck wants to play that game? Before too long you are whoring yourself out to whoever the highest bidder is. Always waiting for the BBD (bigger, better, deal).You compromise your principles and your dignity for some matterialistic bullshit that can be taken away from you in the blink of an eye. Or you get some perceived level of power and influence that doesnt really exist. You keep giving in on one more issue, one more inch until you dont live by your own principles or feelings. You scuttle behind the crowd, following the flock because you have become so spinless that you are afraid to offend anyone for fear of what it might mean to your career. Spending your life cow-towing to some offensive mother fucker who probably imbeziles your insurance money so that he can take his "niece" to the Bahamas? Caviar doesnt taste that good bitch. It especially tastes bad when you got the after-taste of somebodies jizz in your throat.