“Get a Real Job”

This week more than the usual number of classy folk on The Las Vegas Strip made comments to me along the lines of “get a real job”. They said this to someone they had no idea was an Eagle Scout who attended college on academic scholarship, was in the mortgage industry for over a decade, founded a professional networking group, and is a SAG-AFTRA actor with 30+ IMDb credits. They just saw a street performer in a certain costume and they made some judgments. Fine. Permit me to make some judgments of the Fortune 500 companies where you think morally superior citizens might work. Of course, my judgments are based on multiple news sources laden with very specific verifiable facts. HSBC is a bank that laundered drug cartel money. The Catholic Church, one of the oldest corporations, employed and protected active pederasts. And PG&E is an energy company that killed people with cancers more painful than lethal injection. But at least the stellar employees in this 2 min. film clip professionally defending PG&E are not low life deadbeat street performer bums, right? Maybe you should do a little research before you go bragging about your “good job” … to ANYONE. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGX4nMrnxg0

Rescuing the “Office Space Nation”

Since I’m shy, I thought joining Meetup.com might help.  Here’s how I introduced my coy self:

Mark is “The Entertainer” . . . just another Eagle Scout pretty face recovering mortgage broker stand-up comedian, writer and screen actor. Oblivious to the fate of Socrates, he loves to seduce and free the passion within the Office Space Nation.

Yeah world, I just coined “Office Space Nation”.  And I shaved today.  My face.

My mission, and I choose to accept it, is to free the Office Space Nation.  Yeah, I’m starting a movement, nearly religious in nature.  But not to worry.  We’ll be drinking the Kool-Aid out of cups made from recycled TPS reports.  Yeah.

You may belong to the Office Space Nation if the passion in your life involves choosing a Hawaian shirt to wear to the office on Friday.  Know how to clear a printer paper jam?  Report to one or more bosses?  Think “therapy”, hypnotic or otherwise, will make your “occupation” better?  Does your retirement plan require your hospitalization after the random act of a drunk driver?  My name is Mark, and I am here to help.  No, I don’t know much about carpentry . . . and who is “Peter”?