3- number of years I’ve been working for this multi-national monster
45- days before my contract expires.
45- days of waiting whether I’ll be kicked out or be made a perpetual slave to the minimum wage.
7- days before my role is changed to a “higher degree” of responsibility. Don’t know if I’m to consider it promotion or death penalty.
0%- grade of satisfaction in my job
0- available jobs in town
0%- level on how dignifying my job is, according to God’s children
1,000,000- job posts for aspiring male prostitutes
50 euros- minimum for a simple service.
0- chances of becoming a man-whore
75%- level of desperation, this explains why I’m resolving to sell my body. Easy money, enjoy pa.
N/A- I was told to count my blessings. Pak shet!
Our Prayer for Today- The whining habit
God, I’m a good person. I pay my tithes. I’m still virgin, for now. I’m no cam-whore, or whore at all. I try to be respectful and courteous, and obedient. I do all those stuff for you which none of those other freakin’ children of yours care to do. Now I’m left here in the most pathetic situation.
I’ve ceased with my ambition of ruling the world, for now.
Please make me a better person. Your sense of humour is cool but I’m not laughing anymore, so please stop making me the butt of jokes in the family, ok? Grant me a better job with a better salary. Drop at least 2,500 euros in front of me so I can pay my debts, and if you feel like doing it, add some millions of euros as well.