Retail.

Posted by Tallon Fassi on April 1st, 2008 filed in Rants

 Iserial has a stipulation.  Either you serve in the army for two years or you go to jail.  This I imagine puts a little fire and unification in the youth, a shared experience. That is why everyone is Isreal is bad ass and carries guns and bombs.  I too quest to unify our disjointed nation of zombie minded youth.  I want to be the Pie Piper of contextual national understanding.  In this vein I believe everyone as sure and taxes, death and jury duty should have to serve 2 year in some form of retail.  To understand the aray of people who leave their homes with the specfic task of ruining your day.  Not even the shoppers at my swanky retail store in Boston were specfically to blame, although many times I felt like I had mongolian mountain goats screaming in my head while a little asian women shook a size 0 in front of me with the hopes that I have it in an impossibly smaller size.  I’m talking about the management as well, the key holders, store directors.   They too can get you down.  Whenever I had a break from the drugges of “personal shopping” I would walk down to the parking garage and reflect of the consumer chaos of the day.  Between a C-class and a Escolade I would sit and burn down tremendously rolled joints.  Puffing away in the crator of luxiury.  I would have time to actually feel remorse for these people.  If the sucess of your day in any facet is reliant upon the aquirment of cashemere or silk, weep for yourself, if not, i will metiphorically weep for you.   Contrary to what the E channel tells, Glamour promised in “secret”, or the sales assoicate at the store exclaim as they tick off their commission sales in their head.  These things will not make you at peace.  They will however become the trashheap pile of sinking materialism.  Nothing will fill the void logic, understand and compassion could.  So next time you feel that impulse to consume, to gratify smoke a fucking joint and just think about this: If you took all the time you every spent talking shit or judging others for your own amusment, you could have had (depending on the person) multiple conversation with someone who could become a fundemental corner stone of your life, but if shit talking is what makes you pleased and elated don’t let me stand in your way, connections in life formed on shit talking must surely pay off if you spend so much time in their throws.

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