I avoid unnecessary work on the rhetoric that is not there, disappeared on trade unionism, on the crisis, the abuse of contract. I start from my case, a witness of an anomaly confusing for normality. A leftist who has never believed in right to work, raised by a prostitute with a heart precarious. The job market is no longer a market, has become a sort of race to the sales, where you're the bait. What you can do, the dear and outdated skills, not worth much. You are offered slices of commission, charged allegations. Does not require more strategic vision, teamwork, autonomy, experience. Fame, just hungry. Just to enter the market, any market, please try sales, make up for the incompetence of the property, justify budget. Wine industry? No matter, you can sell hi-fi or lights, steel and marble. At worst, to be held, change the field and do other attempted sales. A call center with the BlackBerry, a vu cumprà with briefcase and computer. Being entrepreneurs today is to be smart, taking advantage of poor, hungry, without hope, without graduate current account. In short, the bad actors in this film are always the same, Bellucci by the poster at the cinema. Then there are the stunts, good or not, jumping from the tower. If the scene fails badly, another take, if the film is successful, your only bread will of oblivion. In all this noise there is still those who dream of a normal life, without necessarily always feel that pressure on the balls of those who whispers "sell". From quiet slaves hyenas hungry for work. Sad development for a category that required someone wanted us to believe she would have died noble. When I think of the future prefer to think of two donkeys, that if we load them into the saddle and follow them, they take you somewhere.
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