Stuff That Happens and Stuff That Doesn't

Driver's Seat
Wednesday, July 9, 2008

today we had probably the most fun ss lesson ever. we were supposed to be sweatshop workers making "nike" shoes (paper cutouts with designs on them). there were also the tnc guys ("nike" guys who bought the shoes from us), the rent collecting dude (who came around asking for a thousand bucks every 5 mins), the cop (who was supposed to make sure nothing untoward happened), and the government (the teacher, who announced changes in the economy). it was essentially some small scale economy, with trades and transactions and whatnot.

well, if we were sweatshop workers, my group must have been the funnest and happiest sweatshop ever. we flicked everything that could be stolen (paper, scissors, templates, money, shoes, etc), we fooled everyone who could be cheated (the tnc guys, the rent man, the cops, the government, the other competitiors, etc), and essentially we did everything wrong that could be done wrong. and we had fun.

we started out like everyone else, desperately drawing and cutting out shoes. then we found we were losing money faster than we could earn it. so we decided to "borrow" some shoes. but from who? who else but the tnc, who was happily ripping us off, paying us half the cost price of the shoes. so we sold them the same pairs of shoes about 4 times, before they got wise to us. the tnc got so miffed that they started marking the shoes that had already been sold to them. we got kinda jacked because we tried to resell them some marked shoes. so the cops showed. and tried to get us to pay up. but we obviously weren't gonna. i tried to offer a bribe, but it didn't work. so chester volunteered to go to jail. and once the cop went away he broke out of jail and came back.

in the meantime, our other guys were flicking raw materials, money, equipment, anything we could get our hands on. we were also happily underdeclaring our income to the rent collector and defaulting on rent too. then the tnc boycotted us, the rent collector almost turned up with a pig head, and the cop would have brought a gun if he could. and we were all rolling around on the floor laughing our heads off.

afterwards was re. re was gym as usual. and we got a lot of work done too. yay. the racist rjc guy came again, but he dint have the guts to say anything this time after the entire icc ganged up and drove him off the last time.

tomorrow is mufti day! yay.

i'll be back when i figure out what to wear.

AJ sped off at |8:42 PM|

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