The Rules

She nods, it’s her first day, she made an effort to look smart, neat but not too much, first day, she has to learn the rules. The long sweep of her head, she eyes her as if she’s a mannequin, well, all you will be doing is standing there dear, give them something to look at, distract them, she meant to say him, once he, she corrects, once they get a focus on you it’s easy to control the communication, she is going to be front desk material, it’s the public services desk of an airline, they mostly handle complaints, and women do it better, well, in law, you can’t argue or use language that might be considered biased, women have more thorns, more armor, put them in the front line, those who are protected, they are the rules.

Solomon recalled his father, on his knees, unpacking his luggage, as he had gone over the weight measure limit

and had to exchange stuff for the overhead. A tax on presents, the extra luggage you carry coming back. It was created by an accountant no doubt, a team of them, find areas where we can legitimately charge for, what about the others in the industry, the boss smiles, they are greedy too, they are the rules. Imagine the rules, you get to the heavenly gates, you pass your cards across the counter, and a bribe, a last minute promise, a donation to a popular charity, this will solve the problem. Peter sighs, know the rules, he points to a tablet of rock, points, the guest retches inside, the rules.

Presidents Day

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English: Barack Obama delivers a speech at the...

English: Barack Obama delivers a speech at the University of Southern California (Video of the speech) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

get up, is it that time again, shit, i forgot to wash the make up off, putting on a face to face the world, practice smiling, you feel better already, i wish those wrinkles would go away, the hair is graying, should have used more of that guey stuff, back to black in ten minutes, you shower again, it’s not like you have an STD, your voice is awful yet you sing, suddenly…Michelle, i told you not to interrupt me when i’m singing. The man i used to know would never say that, she replies, eyes open wondering what happened to the man. she recomposes herself, gets the smile ready, then all serious says out load…. food stamps Barry, they forgot my food stamps again, so what are you gonna do about it, you are the President. Can you pass me the towel honey…Michelle does not like taking orders..she hesitates…i’ll call service, i swear to you..Barack replies, a little annoyed. i can order a drone attack on any old village in war torn Iraq, anywhere, and she wont even throw me the towel…ah Michelle..screams Barack, were out of back to black…now i’ll be grey all day…

image isn’t everything but at times it seems all that there is