So, last night I was at a city commission meeting. Representatives from various neighborhood groups came before the commission and spoke about their concerns.
The first representatives came up and talked about the trash trucks. They come really early in the morning. Then they talked about the construction of the upscale condos in their neighborhood. The noise of economic development makes them get up too early.
The next neighborhood rep came up and talked about an intersection near her home. When she's returning home from work, the sun is in her eyes when she tries to make a left turn there.
The last rep wanted to know how the city would help those people who bought too much house for their income bail out of a bad foreclosure situation. The city's obligated to help muthafuckas with poor decision making skills.
A young dude stepped up and told them that he had done some research and found out that the city's zoning decisions downtown were poorly thought out. This same dude interviewed with me 6 months ago and I told him he was unqualified. He stood up and took a shot at me in this meeting and said his research proved I sucked.
The commission decided to allow only one period of public comment instead of two at subsequent commission meetings. This caused an uproar. One lady came up to the podium to say the single comment period was an attempt to silence the homeless population, who currently dominate the meetings. If the only period to comment is at the end of the meeting, most of the homeless have to leave by then. The shelter won't keep their beds if they are late checking in.
After a day filled with meetings, I get to look forward to a night full of meetings. I know I don't like Satan's Anus, but it's not just Satan's Anus. I want no parts of this municipal bullshit anymore. I'm tired. Sick and tired. No politician can solve all your stupid assed problems. Everything you spew out of your empty assed head ain't manna from above. Sometimes you ARE too stupid to live. You just are.
KZ
6 comments:
...so have you thought about transitioning into another field?
..."you ain't gonna hire ME! Oh, I'mma sho yo ass sumptin' then!"
Guess he showed you. Ha! Fuck 'em up Zed!BTW..I ain't crazy...so you know!
i know you'll probably think i'm kidding but that sounds way more better than the shit i put up with on a day to day basis...
and yes i meant to say more better, as in mo betta blues!
As for the lady with the sun complain....Why can't she invest in good sun shades and lower her sun visor.....I really want to know how she expects the city to regulate the sun???
If the city is regulating the sun exposure in Satan's Anus...I have a few complaints for them here in Philly.
As for the disgruntled cat trying to show you up in the meeting? LMAO....punk azz. You should have asked him, "How's that job hunting going for you?"
Rmember when Carcetti was running for mayor on The Wire? And one of his old mentors met him at the diner and told him about how he will have to eat sh*t every day? Yeah, that's what it sounds like you have to do. I don't blame you for wanting out.
everytime i read something about your job, it makes be sad. no wonder you're ready to strangle those fools. good luck getting out!
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