Death, Taxes and Less Harmless Dudes are An Occupational Hazard

 I feel that this Tax Day, Death, Taxes and Less Harmless Dudes are an occupational hazard. Coming from where I'm from, we don't tolerate Slimy People, let alone call them Leaders. Sadly, that is where I'd Eat My Hat, amid other things.

I expect more, namely expectations, and it drives me nuts that we'd get treated even shabbier than Hooters Girls. The only good thing those Ladies would get is Social Interactions, but, I'm keeping it Family.

I'd feel Generation X doesn't have that far to go and regrettably, my Day Care Staff who'd generally be Mom when Mom was at Work, would howl about giving Everything for the Kids and only getting Objectified Later.

I'd feel better if we had Someone who'd not let anything happen Bad or Infamous Around Where I Am At. Granted, we'd be generous, but, there is limits to an Attention Economy, including, up to and not limited to, Objectifying the Hard Working Gals who are Trying to Pay Rent.

I don't feel Leadership all the way up here in my Easy Chair, and Sunday Mornings are Hardly Easy, either.