Hump Day...

Wednesday. Hump day. Before I was an upstanding and contributing member of society, I spent my time collecting money from the kids that sold weed for me in their high schools, the females that sold weed for me in the dorms, and the less scholastic youth that sold the harder stuff for me up on the corner. Other than that I played video games, ate take out from Golden Pizza, and had sex. Lots of sex. Hump day was everyday for the kid. Humping as in humping and pumping some freshman at NC A&T or Bennett College that thought I was a really sweet guy with a nice car. Naivity is such a turn on.

Fast foward to August 16th 2006. I still deal in drugs but this time it's legal. But let me just say that just because it's legal doesn't make it any different. In fact the only differences I see in the operation I work for now and the one I ran back then is that I always made a profit. A substantial one. The folks that worked for me were happy. I was happy. Back then it was hard to sleep at night and now it's hard to wake up in the morning. Other than that it's the exact same thing.

I see the commercials where they name a million ailments until they hit one you have and tell you why you need to buy this or that drug. Do your feet hurt after work? Then you need to take this. Do your hands get sweaty? Then you gotta have this. Then they proceed to tell you that while curing your sweaty palms the drug may also cause you to get dizzy, lose control of your rectum muscles, and paralyze the left side of your body. But you don't have sweaty palms anymore! I sort of feel bad but they say a sucker is born every minute and not even someone as great as me can educate all of them.

I guess the case can be made that some of these drugs do good. Like the ones we have here that help cancer victims or HIV patients. Of course lil Troy who sold weed for me told me that I was saving his life too. You see his mom thought she was 17, the same age of Troy. He never knew his dad and the profits he made helped him buy his school clothes and keep money in his pocket. Can you feel good about something and feel guilty about it at the same time? That's how I feel when I think about that situation but it's also how I feel about my situation now. There are millions of people that don't get the medicines they need to live and we throw away and or lose enough product here a month to take care of a village of people somewhere in Africa or maybe even a couple of those folks that sleep on the ground a few feet away from the White House.

It's Wednesday. Hump day. I hate waking up in the morning because I sleep like a baby. That's what a good conscious does for you. Sure I hate my job but lots of people don't have jobs or do things that I couldn't imagine doing. It's Wednesday. Hump day. A new day for positivity and reflection. All that nonsense from the past, whether we're talking about Monday and Tuesday or the more distant past, are behind us and a bright and happy future is in front of us and that's whether we're talking about the weekend or the goals we've set for ourselves in the future. Can you see them? Out of the valley we now stand at the top of the mountain, the hump. We're half way there baby. We are half way there.