When you’re in high school, you look forward to the day when you don’t have to deal with the cliques – the jocks, the Heathers (perfect blond long-haired bitches who date all the cool guys), the brains, the brew crew, the partyers, the potheads, the virgins-for-life, the slackers, the hackers, the power lifters, the Independents (that’s where I fit in – got along with everyone), the freaks…. You get the picture. Why? Because it’s annoying – people try to fit into one mold because you’re adolescent and to have your own identity risks ostracism, the mortal enemy of the 17-year old teenager. So you go to college, you earn your degree, you enter corporate America…. And you’re right back where you started! Think about it – think about where you work – can you identify the cliques? You don’t risk social ostracism now based on what “clique” you fit into, but you can definitely see the lines, right? For instance – I work in “Corporate America” and in here are the cliques th...
A journey for love and the "Exotic Penis".