CHIVALRY
Punching the anonymous donor.
Smacking the doorman with a mallet.
Each of these things, as I find them,
are very satisfying for a rich man to do.
Taking that assisted elevator up to the
fourteenth floor? Riding the Otis in the
Chandler Arms? I can do it all myself,
thank you. Now get out of my way please.
Here comes that fancy woman with her
lap-dog and jewelry. Chivalry? I'll let her
in first, press the new button for 'free fall',
and just as quickly step myself out as the
doors close swiftly around her. Bye-bye.
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