Wait! Wait! What About Me?

TO: The Main Bailout Office
Washington D.C.

Subject: Where's Mine


I'd like a Bailout please and make it a large one. Here are the facts to support my case.
I have credit card bills.
I can burn through cash when I get my hands on it.
I can make promises that seem good when they're made.
I loaned a guy some money once even though I knew he had no assetts nor any prospects for getting some and he didn't pay me back.
I can, after I have my Bailout in hand, rent a dozen or so nice rooms in a great resort and wine and dine a group of people for a few days and chalk it up to doing business.
If I should come back for another Bailout, I can do the same thing over again.
I can run my business so poorly that I drive it into the ground.
I have a Golden Parachute that will lower me safely to earth and further cushion my fall with a nice thick pad of bonus money while others in the company are left to fall on the hard, cold reality of life without a job or prospects for any.
Seems to me I have all the bases covered.
M