The Game

Inst it all too familiar seeing that annoying girl/guy obviously flatter a teacher, boss, or similar authority figure, just so they can benefit themselves? My fellow compatriots, this is what I like to call "The Game".

I was first introduced to the game in sixth grade when I was failing gym and tech ed. class and wondering why I wasn't achieving a sky-high GPA like everyone else. My mother enlightened me to the wonderful idea of playing the game. Back then it was simple, get good grades in easy classes that don't matter, so your good grades in your classes "that count" (we'll get to this some other time) aren't squandered by these "meaningless" electives. Sound simple? It is, but the plot thickens.

Fast forward to my lifeguarding career (if you want to call it that) I'm now "watching over" these little bastards and oh look, Mom and Dad decided to stop by. Now inherently I am clearly fucked. My dwindling B.A.C. from the night before, my unkempt beard, and outrageous hair certainly put me at a disadvantage to my two beautiful "co-workers" who are more than happy to jump up meet, greet, and discuss these little bastards kids falsified progresses. None the less I got no tips, and they..........many. Not my first time failing at the game.

The game really is not my thing. And don't get me wrong I love lying. Nothing makes me happier than lying straight through my teeth and having someone take me completely seriously. But this is different. I feel weird even trying to act in accordance with the rules of this game.

To me this "ass-kissing" game is a distant cousin (twice removed) from the systematic get good grades in crappy classes mantra of my pre-teen years. But when does ass kissing come in handy? College.

And thus my faltering situation remains. Help? impossible. What to do. I may never know.



Jose Luiz III