Tim couldn't get happy.
"At the end of the day it's still a business." He kept hearing it. The cliches were all he heard. "At the end of the day." and "It is what it is. Usually it made sense. Cliches are comforting at times. After all "
"Bullshit." he thought. "At the end of the day, I still need to make sure that there'll be enough to cover the mortgage, keep gas in the tank, and groceries in the fridge. At the end of the day. Give me a break. I'm so tired of that cliche. It's just an excuse to swallow the frustration. I know there's others in a harder position, but at the end of the day if gas goes ballistic like it did 2 yrs ago the raise I earned won't be a raise anymore. It doesn't matter if it's because of speculators in the markets, unrest in the middle east, or a spill in the Gulf. Gas goes in the tank, and the furnace needs to fire. At the end of the day the dog needs his shots, and I gotta fix the damn sink. That's what happens at he end of the day. Next damn day too."
His thoughts wandered to the news on the radio. "Fuckin' news. Fuckin pundits. Same shit, different day. Talking dickheads on the news talk about class warfare, or the deficit like it's the most important thing there is. It's bullshit. It's just a baseball game in suits. Just getting their own side to score. Tired of it. Tired of it all. I don't give a frogs fat ass which candidate talked about the others' past, and then that guy called it mudslinging. Besides if he did it, how's it mudslinging anyway. At the end of the day it doesn't matter about the Presidents birth certificate. Nobody asked about this 4 years ago? You know somebody did, so quit wasting our time. Does the deficit matter? Sure. On some level it does. But all you guys chicken littleing about it now - why weren't you this worried about it 8 years ago? It doesn't matter who crashed the economy. Too many poor people getting loans they shouldn't have, or too many go go bankers sucking up fees for the more loans they wrote and sold to Wall St. Too many houses on the market means it's harder to sell mine when it comes time and make a little. At the end of the day I still want a better place for me and mine. 4 years later we're still fighting over who's fault it is, instead of figuring out how to get us all out of the mess."
"Jesus. My heads all over the place. Need some sleep, or a distraction. What's on TNT?"
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