Mean Nothing

I mean nothing to the superior young woman with the bright red hair who is seated haughtily above me on the public shoelick-chair of power. To her, I’m just an old man that lickshines her dirty sneakers down beneath her socks – a mere slave man; a numpty; a dunderhead.

No wonder she does not deign to speak to me, preferring instead to watch music videos on her phone.

Haughty meets humble

And the humble one is a loser

A nothing and a nobody who lickshines shoes for a living...

...the shoes of his betters

He must also study their socks!

He's just a loser sockieboy-slave!

He, literally, looks up to his customers' socks, being beneath them

Every wrinkle in their socks is worth more than him

He humbly tastes where his betters have been...

...as he transfers the dirt from their superior shoes into his menial mouth

His customers, meanwhile, ignore him

He's just a 'thing' that cleans their shoes...

...and not a very good one at that...

...since he is forever being distracted by their socks!

 

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