Montag, 5. Februar 2007

Revolution!

Well, not really - unless there actually was one, but noone told me. That would be typical - making a revolution and failing to inform me. I could have tqaken the day off, maybe decide whether i want Jessica back. But if she can't take... where was I?

Well, a small revolution: The upper class demands a union! They've been blocking main streets (probably purchased protesters, again) with their Segways, and they had a few mobile snack bar serving fried caviar (to greasy if you ask me, but the champaigne was ok).

I can't stand another union. Either the other unions have lost their bite so the bossses seek a new enemy to blame, or they just wanted to have a street party, and tried to evade the traffic congestion fees by calling it political. Trying to cheat on me! I told the Vladimir to get them off the street.

Now that I write it.. Vladimir is the head of the traffic police, isn't he? I always have tea stains on that part of the org chart. There was this other Vladimir - at least .. it must be another Vladimir who likes to talk about the cool stuff the US tested in the middle east recently (Nice chap, this Vladimir, but a bit talkative, doesn't knwo when to shut up). I'll check. Tomorrow. Good night.