I want my personal trainer to be a perfect physical specimen.
I want my doctor to be a non-smoker.
I want my lawyer to be such a prick that even I don’t like them.
I want my mechanic to be fair.
I want my mayor to actually be from my town.
I want my financial planner to drive a Cadillac and live in a monster home.
I want my police chief to act like Dick Tracy.
I want my bank manager to act less like my boss and more like I’m important.
I want my parking enforcement officer to work in another town.
I want my neighbour to worry less about me and more about themselves.
I want my garbage man to put more into the truck, than he spills on my street corner.
I want my snowplow driver to push less snow in my driveway. (much less)
I want my newspaper boy to be the retired guy that actually delivers it.
I want the chef at my favourite restaurant to be chubby.
I want the summer ice cream truck driver to have a police records check.
I want the taxi driver to be off the cell phone when I’m in the car.
I want my pilot to have to undergo random drug testing.
I want my Priests, Ministers and Reverends to be close to God, but far from the Church.
I want autoworkers to be as sympathetic to other labour causes, as they want people to be to theirs.
For now, that's all I want.
But, there's sure to be more.
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