After months of looking, I found a job, finally. Trouble is, it is as a TSA agent. I start Monday, tomorrow. In the agreement I signed, I agreed to sell all my guns, and surrender the assault weapons to them, along with high capacity mags. They will let me keep a shotgun, in accordance with Joe Biden's directive.
I get a three day training course then it is off to the airport to fondle troublemakers, as my new boss puts it. We also do lots of bra and panty checks of the 18 to 34 year olds, if they look interesting, I am told.
In the interview, to get the job, I had to nark out my neighbors that have no fishing permits, have bottle rockets on the forth of July, and drink two liter bottles of pop. At first I almost did not turn them in, but I got a twenty five dollar bonus for doing so, and I figured, why not take the money?
My bosses also wanted to know which of my friends and relatives own guns, and what kinds they are. I told them, but I felt bad afterwords, that was until I realized that was what Obama wanted me to do, then it was ok.
I will be working thirty hours a week at the airport, and ten hours at Wal-Mart, undercover, watching people buy ammo, and reporting their licence plate numbers. That sounds like fun.
If I get past the 90 day probation period, and everyone does, I will make supervisor, and will start recruiting my friends that I think will follow Obama orders to do what we are told, no questions asked.
This is a sweet job, and all I need to do is follow orders to trample on rights, people should not have anyway.
Monday morning comes early, off to Wal-Mart to practice writting down licence plates and spy on the ammo sales, then off to bed so I can get up early Monday .
