Rantings of a Black Polemicist

A rest haven for hos (like me).

Thursday, April 13th, 2006 | Work

I still work as a consultant, whoring myself out by the hour. It’s strange working like this. I’m a temporary employee, unaware of exactly how long this gig will last. I could be in the same seat a year from now or looking for a job tomorrow.

I left my gig with that publishing company in February and started work at a well-known retailer that sells hordes of tacky merchandise through it’s very own cable television network.

It’s an interesting environment with some “wow” factor. Celebrities drop by from time to time. Models are everywhere. I can peer through the glass into the studios and watch live broadcasts from behind the camera.

This place uses a lot of consultants to do its dirty work. They keep us locked away in a stuffy little room, making our various pimps smile. Each day, we sit four to a cubicle and do the unthinkable so that Big Daddy will give us a pat on the back and send us back to do more.

This place is just a rest haven for hos like me.