Thursday, August 19, 2004

new world order

So I'm sat opposite the guy who's eating my dinner. What's more, I'm feeding it to him on a silver spoon. I should give out t-shirts saying 'my job went to India and all I got was this lousy t-shirt'.

This guy has four servants. He earns less than me, but in India he's a wealthy guy. What's more, he'll have a job in five years. Mine.