Fuck Moral

Don't you just hate the fact that people that do everything you're taught not to do gets everything served on a silver plate? I do.

A friend of mine, we can call her S, is a stripper. To pay her rent she only needs to work 20 (!) hours. Not 20 hours a week, 20 hours a month. That is not even four nights. Now I grew up thinking "poor girls, they have to dance naked to survive". Bullshit! She has a working visa and can get whatever job she likes, just like anyone else. She's not poor, not in any sence of the word.

I was in the computer center the other day and she waltzes in in her brand jeans, her glitttery top, and nice shoes. I myself haven't been able to go shopping in months. She parties all night long and I can't even rent a movie without a bad conscience.

Now I am not mad at this girl; she has all the right in the world to do what she does. I really don't judge her and I am sure that she has her own kind of moral. It just sucks that my moral doesn't pay off. Want to succed in life? Be a hustler!

Seeing her smiling and having no problem in the world made me think: Why am I not a stripper? For myself? Not really. I couldn't care less what people think, and it's obviously not that bad of a job seeing how much this girl loves it. You can't be a stripper for your whole life, but it's a great income on the side of whatever else you're doing.

So why am I not a stripper? Although I don't care about what strangers think I guess that there are some people whose opinions are important to me. My boyfriend and my father, for example. And I guess that I wouldn't want it in my record since it could damage my career decades after I quit. Quite honestly, I don't think that I could tolerate anything about that kind of job, thanks to my moral.

The truth is that moral is fucking expensive. It costs about 60 dollars per hour for a student with no degree. Money isn't the most important thing in life. It would be nice, though, if moral would pay off a little faster.