Written by Namraknec

“Don’t just slap those papers on the desk and prop up your feet. Did you grade them yet?”

“No, Ma’am.”

“Don’t you ‘Ma’am’ me. You spiff up those papers right now. I expect your grading to be spic n span. If you work hard, put your nose to the good grade grind stone, maybe you’ll be a Housekeeper someday.”

“OK, but I doubt that. I don’t have the experience for that pay grade. I spent my college years smoking pot, drinking and having someone write my papers for me as much as possible. Besides, everyone knows that practical experience; and doing the manual labor that has to be done to keep society flowing, deserves more pay than professors, or writers, or entertainers, or politicians. That’s why housekeepers, gravediggers, sanitation workers, attendants at 24 hour gas stations who risk their lives night after night, ditch diggers, handymen and women earn more than someone like me.”

“But remember, Professor, anyone can succeed if they work hard enough.”

“Yes, you’re right. And that’s the way it should be. Imagine a world where people who do work that really doesn’t have to be done earn more. How insane. I imagine more people would kill themselves, take drugs, drink themselves into oblivion and live their lives thinking they’re just not good enough.”

“Yes, Professor, I suppose so. I suppose so. We’d need a steady supply of the kinds of workers society can’t function without. Imagine if no one took dead bodies away? Or no one was around to take care of the waste you flush? Housekeepers would be so uninspired by their work it would take at whole room filled with them to do the work of one.”

“Yes, Ma’am. But such a world would be so out of kilter it would never be able to function right, would it?”

“I imagine so, Professor, I imagine so.”

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