"The Man"

What the fuck is up people?

Now that all you fake ballers and balletes are finished spending your tax returns on being someone else for Memorial Day Weekend, Im pretty sure reality has set in and you're pissed that you have to go back to work. Naw not that pyrex and spoon work you ignorant muthafucka. Im talking about that "social security number that's on your paystub" work.


If you're gainfully employed like I am then I know you are familiar with working for "The Man"

Now "The Man" has no color and no gender but it is usually the boss who acts like they want you to be the best worker you can be but actually want you to be kissing their ass, tap dancing, and smiling like a Jiggaboo #AtTheSameDamnTime. I have worked a multitude of jobs where the fuckin boss just wont get off my dick. 


Always asking me: 


"Hey *Insert Real Nigga Name*, did you make those copies that I asked?" I would if you leave me The. Fuck. Alone and let me chill...Im trying find a new job 


or 


"Hi, ________ did you ask the customer if they wanted to open a _______ account card?" I know they don't want a fuckin charge card...Why you tryna make me look like an asshole by making me, ask them?

The stress of dealing with fuck ass bosses who just wanna control their workers has lead me to :

1. Take fake shits at work
2. Extend hour lunch breaks by 45 minutes
3. Lie about not feeling well to leave early
4. Get my niggas to visit me at work
5. Write blogs when Im supposed to be on the clock

Now you might say "Grits...You just a lazy ass nigga" to which I will reply "You know what, I am lazy and you know what else...I DONT GIVE A FUCK.

So all ya'll employees are busting blood vessels just to make "The Man" happy can continue to be slaves. I'll be taking a fake shit rubbing one out to Roxy Reynolds until I get rich on my own.

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Written by Grits (@gritscapone)