Capitol Perks

I almost lost it today at "work". Everyone running around at such a speed...I wish they found there's no need. Before I even got to the office where I sit and do nothing, I was accosted by hot dog distributors asking me to eat a free hot dog and wear a pin with their restaurant's logo. Do they really think passing out hot dogs will yield positive results, whatever the results they desire may have been? Do you want to know what politics entails? Ok here it is: meetings, dinners, and talking shit...those are the basics. After being there for a few months, the stench of those freeloaders feeding their pockets and working towards goals that seem obscure to them makes me sick. They could care less about what they're doing or who they're doing it for. Why should they? It won't affect them or their families. They're too busy deciding wether or not to buy that new frail Sliver phone that'll probably break after three calls, when they already have the Razor. Fuck. They call each other Brother...and Mo...and a few other dumb fucking nicknames reminiscent of early douchebaghood within Fraternitydom. I sit there all day waiting for orders that never come...which on some days I don't mind because I can do homework...but I can only feel like a piece of shit freeloader for so long. The funny thing is I actually like meeting and conversing with different people, but these jerks don't want to talk to you unless you have something they need. Who needs something from an uninformed intern? On the bright side I do get paid, I am earning credit, and I have realized that politics parallels masturbation in the sense that it self-satisfies the practictioner. Those people involved in politics don't care about a successful outcome...they need that sense of accomplishment..they need to feel like they matter...they understand that they don't amount to a cowfart in the grand scheme and they feel worthless...which they are. SO..instaed of faking sensitivities and forcing a smile...get some fucking counseling you hollow translucent bastards and never ask me to make fucking photocopies again.