Today was the second half of a field trip I went on with my class. We went to West Virginia to look at telescopes, then went to a cave to look around. After the cave we went "mining" which pretty much was pouring dirt in a screen and washing it til' only rocks were left. Now I've done this before over my summer break and I was comparing the two places. At place 1(Field Trip) it cost 6 dollars for a bag of per-seeded dirt that had small shards of valuable rock in it and we used better equipment compared to place 2. At place 2(Summer Break) we paid 10 dollars for a bucket of dirt that could probably hold about 10 of the bags at place 1. The guy in charge was probably back-hoeing the river nearby for all the valuable rocks, but he would mix in rocks he bought, used dirt, and what looked like cat shit. His equipment he built himself and you could tell it was shit cause it took me a full hour to finish a bucket, while it took me 1 minute to finish a bag. Now to the point of the blog, which one was being greedy? I really think that the first people were, but they bought what they seeded so they wouldn't be able to afford too low of a price. The second guy had free rocks (which he probably got illegally by back-hoeing the river) and he still seeded in everyday rocks and lots of dirt. It really mystifies me the length that people will go to cheat people of their money. The thing is in one bag of dirt I got more rocks than in 1 bucket. The second guy was a cheat. I wanted to punch him, cause then he tried snaking my dad into it. He was offering to sell a franchise. Fucker, that's all I can say. But honestly, I'm a greedy bastard myself, normally I'll throw away almost any food I have, but when it comes to money or something I like to eat, I'd rather die than give it to you. I stiffed people all the time selling random stuff at school, from cans of soda, to candy I had a good steady income from it. I had the mind for it and abused it for my selfish, self-serving needs. But even then, I don't think it was as fucked up as what that guy was doing. I wasn't watering down soda, mixing in the crappiest candy and only having 3 good ones for every 20 bads. I was still fair. And so now I have nothing else to talk about, and no, today was not me bitching. A new purpose of this blog is to talk out my theories on humanity and the world.
Monday, April 23, 2012
The Power of Greed, What a Bitch He Is
Today was the second half of a field trip I went on with my class. We went to West Virginia to look at telescopes, then went to a cave to look around. After the cave we went "mining" which pretty much was pouring dirt in a screen and washing it til' only rocks were left. Now I've done this before over my summer break and I was comparing the two places. At place 1(Field Trip) it cost 6 dollars for a bag of per-seeded dirt that had small shards of valuable rock in it and we used better equipment compared to place 2. At place 2(Summer Break) we paid 10 dollars for a bucket of dirt that could probably hold about 10 of the bags at place 1. The guy in charge was probably back-hoeing the river nearby for all the valuable rocks, but he would mix in rocks he bought, used dirt, and what looked like cat shit. His equipment he built himself and you could tell it was shit cause it took me a full hour to finish a bucket, while it took me 1 minute to finish a bag. Now to the point of the blog, which one was being greedy? I really think that the first people were, but they bought what they seeded so they wouldn't be able to afford too low of a price. The second guy had free rocks (which he probably got illegally by back-hoeing the river) and he still seeded in everyday rocks and lots of dirt. It really mystifies me the length that people will go to cheat people of their money. The thing is in one bag of dirt I got more rocks than in 1 bucket. The second guy was a cheat. I wanted to punch him, cause then he tried snaking my dad into it. He was offering to sell a franchise. Fucker, that's all I can say. But honestly, I'm a greedy bastard myself, normally I'll throw away almost any food I have, but when it comes to money or something I like to eat, I'd rather die than give it to you. I stiffed people all the time selling random stuff at school, from cans of soda, to candy I had a good steady income from it. I had the mind for it and abused it for my selfish, self-serving needs. But even then, I don't think it was as fucked up as what that guy was doing. I wasn't watering down soda, mixing in the crappiest candy and only having 3 good ones for every 20 bads. I was still fair. And so now I have nothing else to talk about, and no, today was not me bitching. A new purpose of this blog is to talk out my theories on humanity and the world.
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