waiting for da chop

I am one of about twenty or so contractors working together.. Some of us are less "well in" than others, but all of us are feeling a little twitchy..We form little huddles and discuss the nuances of comments made by our supremos..
It is pathetic but we are only human, and it is probably a coping mechanism for our fragile little egos..I try and maintain a chipper air of indifference, and witter on about becoming a transvestite revolutionary artist or some such waffle..
The shame is that we have all been making models and patterns since we were sixteen or so, and we are all totally conditioned to be content when at work, productive and functioning as we were programmed..
We want these jobs , even though there have been no pay increases for ten years or so.. And we all fear the prospect of having to work in a German sweatshop, away from our families..Whinging and crying into our Weiss biers in the evenings..

Biased propoganda

The Government have been running a television campaign against evil benefit cheats. The advert features a hapless labourer getting a little cash in hand for some illicit work that he had done..The evil scrounger is then filmed walking back to his house and then watching a bit of telly..
The poor bloke looks as if he hasn't a pot to piss in..He looks close to tears throughout, and the image of him sat on his knackered old sofa in his basically furnished hovel only evoked my pity..
Then it evoked my anger, at a Labour government that wants me, to feel like dobbing the poor fella in to the Feds..
It is all about double standards..On the one hand we should hate the scroungers, yet on the other it is fine to give away Billions in future tax payments to the Banking system...
I hope the poor dole dodger Carry's on getting away with it..Maybe in the next campaign they can show him replacing his video cassettes for some DVDs..Or maybe show him getting a job in the city and then snorting some cocaine of a prozzies arse in the back of his Bentley...
Good Luck to him