I saw the firefighters out with their
“boots” today. The great American past time of pan handling
(begging for money) was in full force. They have it down to a
science, those public servants. It's mid may, so it's pretty toasty,
yet not unbearable like middle summer (although fire fighters should
be able to handle the heat (which is why they stay in the kitchen));
the temp is just enough to break a good sweat but not be brutal.
With a sweat and the stigma behind them, a firefighter holding a boot
can collect quite a bit of change. As a reward for your tax free
contribution, you get a sticker that you can rock (way cooler than
the dentist sticker).
On a side note, seeing as tv has pegged
the fireman to be this ripped hunk of hot man, what happened to the
calendar? Did they decide the cougar and bachelorette party market
wasnt supporting their needs financially? It was a bit tacky and
unrealistic because I have seen firemen before and they are not
exactly the picture of health. Most firemens, like police, teachers,
doctors, people in general are slobby, unkempt, borderline drunks.
But they do a great thing and work very hard for it. It's just
unrealistic that they get crowned sexiest public servant. The real
firemen calendar should look like an SNL skit because if they were
all chiseled and bronze, calls for a “cat stuck in the tree”
would be overbearing.Whats nice about the boot is that it has become
a tradition like the girl scout cookies. A sticker beats a samoa
anyday.
Back to the boot, firemen use this a a
big and creative fundraiser to raise awareness and offset shrinking
budgets as they are getting cut and shafted like a pencil in a
sharpener. Almost like the pitiful public education funding. So why
does the school teacher not take over the busy intersection asking
for money to by school supplies to teach kids how to read? First
off, teachers are lazy because they worked 9 months this year and had
to call parents a few days after class (babysitting is tough) and
secondly teachers dont have boots (only stinky feet from standing all
day), telling people to place their quarters in a teacher's puma
doesnt quiet have a jolly ring. Could you imagine a caffine induced
grumpy educator on your route to the school asking for you to shell
out more than you already do from property taxes or write your
congressman and tell them to learn to budget. What a joke, are they
going to march up to the capital next to raise capitol? As funny as
this may seem, most educators will have to resort to this as their
job after the next round of budget cuts. The secret to being a good
panhandler is to not be creepy looking but also, move around, dont
stay on the same corner.
