A couple of days ago, a man stopped my car in the intersection and asked if I could give him a ride downtown. I started to shake my head no and then he said, "I am a Katrina evacuee." I replied, "Sir, that was 13 months ago, are you just now getting out?" I promptly rode away.
I am not going to work in Shreveport anymore. I have done my fair share of contributing to the tax cofers of Louisiana. I sleep easy at night knowing that money is being used efficiently and without corruption.
I am looking for a 'real job'. I will settle for nothing less than 'real money'.
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