now that i'm a member of the local 452 (mitrers), i am allowed to put my own safety
and comfort at the top of the job requirements list. this specially formulated energy liquid is
provided to me at no cost. and it's a good thing -- i might lose a thumb otherwise.
if i had a better identification card and/or driver's license,
the can would read "budweiser" instead of "diet coke."
Miss Terri at the local Pavillions supermarket apparently is not a union sympathizer
and doesn't care about my refreshment since i do not appear to be 21 years of age or older.
Miss Terri shall henceforth be known as Miss Scab.

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