reflection (4,013 posts)
My days at work are reduced to wearing a poker face.
I am the most productive worker here by far. You can call it patting myself on the back, I call it truth, quantified by numbers. No one got within 20% of my margin at the end of last year, and I'm 22% ahead of the pack so far this year. So I don't fear for my job, not one bit.
But I am only one of two liberals here, and the other one is closeted for the most part. I am in the heart of red state here in TN.
These mouthbreathers here screw with me mercilessly. And boy, have they been crowing lately. Every time I'm engaged by one and told how Romney has this in the bag, I just take another long draw from my coffee mug and say "Sounds like you've got it in the bag, congratulations."
I've been chewing on this shit sandwich slowly ever since the first debate. There will be no middle ground. Either I'm going to spit that sandwich at the feet of these cretins, or I'm going to have to swallow it. But until then, I'm going to stay in my bubble and not let them see me sweat.
Just donated $100 to MoveOn's efforts to put up GOTV billboards in OH. It gave me a fleeting moment of peace. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't freaking out inside. This race shouldn't even be a race. Maybe it isn't. I don't know how these politicians do it. I would have ulcers on my ulcers if I had to do this for a living.
http://www.democraticunderground.com/10021574836
Aldthough, I bet the part about him chewing on a shit sandwich is true. I also think the part that he's all tangled up inside, because I think a good bit of primitives actually know what's going to happen. It just hasn't happened yet, so they haven't gone completely, over the top, ape shit yet.
If I were you reflection, I'd take all that money you're supposedly raking in by being the best, and buy a stockpile of bread. 4 years is a long time.
Right now, the vast majority have been smelling fecal matter in the very air they breath. November 6th, it ends. It's your turn, but only because your noses refuse to smell anything else when an (R) is around. The rest of us will be smelling roses, fine wine, and cologne. Not to mention tasting success.
reflection (4,013 posts)
4. I am too, thanks.
I am helping to take care of an aged parent, and I am about 3 years away from paying off my house (if no curveballs come my way).
I hope my mom lives to be 150, but 100% of us die, and when that happens and I finish up on the house, the wife and I are in agreement we are going to leave and try to settle down somewhere that doesn't have such a high moron-to-normal ratio.
reflection (4,013 posts)
9. I used to say that people are the same wherever you go,
but living in the South, it's just different here, I'm sorry. I think I'm allowed to say that, having lived here all my life. Other places have pockets of fools... we have oceans of them, wide and deep. Under-educated and over-medicated.
It paint's such a picture of DU, does it not? Basically a perfect one.
