Boot for books

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.