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Before returning to the taxi company that evening I topped up with a full load of petrol, which came to twenty dollars, and as it transpired this was basically par for the course for a twelve hour shift....

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I got back to the company at 5.30 pm, parked the taxi cab and proceeded to the office to pay the twelve hour lease fee shift, which, as previously stated, was $85 for the dayshift.I counted up the money that I had earned that day and it came to a whopping $100.For the mathematically retarded I will state the fucking obvious, and say that that left me with the total sum of fifteen dollars ( $15 ) for, unquestionably, the most gruelling, nerve racking, almost continuous 12 hours of work of my fucking life.

Things were now beginning to become much clearer to me, as I now realized, beyond all reasonable doubt, that the “ hardwork and sweat ” mentality, which were, supposedly, the foundations for success in “ The Land Of Opportunity ”, were nothing but a sick hoax, a hoax propagated by a society, a culture, a system and, last but not least, a people who almost certainly had never known a hard day, of any kind, in their lives.

I left the premises, together with my fifteen dollars, and went into the nearest diner to quench the hunger and caffeine pangs which were setting in, almost oblivious, but not quite, to what had just occurred, and to fucking tired to dwell on it anyway.