Self-Worth

This beautiful restroom cleaner-mistress certainly has a sense of her own self-worth:

‘Ha! Ha! You a dirty. You a ugly, old slave. All the time you work. You never stop work – kiss lady feet; lick lady shoe. Ha! Ha! You not get pay. I better than you! I young. I free. I get pay for work. Ha! Ha! You kiss my feet. I show you my sock. Sock better than you. You a nothing. You a nobody!’

Of course, the bright young woman is perfectly correct in all her assertions. She is better than the slave, and even her sock is worth more than him. I mean, just look at his wrinkly old lips. All they can do, day in and day out, is taste other people’s dirty shoeleather. No wonder the young woman is mocking him, and exulting over him. Because, let’s face it – even an extra-terrestrial being from outer space would recognise instantly that she, the female, is the superior being on this planet, and that the slave, the male, is subservient. Hell, the little green man (or woman) would probably even use the wrinkly old head-in-the-wall to have his or her own feet kissed – or whatever constitute the equivalent of alien feet!










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