As a day trader I’m really digging the whole occupy Wall Street thing. Before all the protesting started, this whole place closed down by 6pm. So I’d get off work, run to the train, and just go home to New Jersey. I’d eat my microwave dinner, work out, play video games or maybe go to TGI-Fridays with my buddy Chet and try to get picked up by some drunken MILF’S.
Now I walk out of the office at five and there is this nonstop party going on. And these people have the best drugs! Most of it I can trade straight up for my adderall. I got a 10 strip of acid for only 5 pills! Also there are a lot of hot chicks who are totally impressed that I have a job and a BMW and shit. I made out with this one hot redheaded MILF actress and I got a handjob from some unemployed trucker… yeah, I was pretty fucked up on some weird Shulgin designed psychedelic and I thought I was gay for old gruff hard working men for about 2 hours. I guess I snapped out of it when someone came around with a taco truck.
Its funny how these hippies say the don’t like money, but they would all snap a kittens neck for 2 taco’s and a Tecate. Tacos, according to Adam Smith, are a gateway drug to full blown asshole capitalism.
Lately I’ve decided to just stay here in the park and then use the gym down the street.. I have a locker there and there’s a dry cleaning place and a Starbucks right on the corner. Fuck! Looks like someone can finally afford to live in Manhattan Biatches!
Viva la Revolution!
