Vacation is officially over

Well, the vacation is over. It's time to go back to work, paste a fake smile on my face and pour a coke for another thoughtless, rude individual who believes that they are in fact the most important human being alive and the only person flying on my bankrupt little airline. And I am supposed to smile at them and thank them for their trash and stow their 500lb carry-on that contains their "medicine" for them without thinking about my pay being cut or my benefits being taken away or the fact that the very job I am complaining about may not even be there next month.
But let's not forget, "Good Goes Around."
That's the current slogan our clever advertising department came up with to boost employee morale and remind all of us pee-ons that we are customer service agents and we need to be chipper for our customers. It's not their fault afterall.
But, what I would like to know is, where does this "good" start? Does it start with the executives walking away with millions in bonuses and pension plans? Does it start with schedulers who build trips so tightly that restbreaks and food are completely out of the question? Or does it start with the passengers who bitch about paying $50 for a ticket from NYC to LAX and not getting cavier and champagne in-flight?
Good goes around alright. It goes around and around as it's flushed down the toilet.