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You probably remember Subway's famous "five-dollar footlong" promotion as much for the obnoxiously catchy jingle as for the sandwiches themselves. (Sorry for getting that stuck in your head all day.)
The sandwich chain recently resurrected the promotion in a national advertising campaign promising foot-long subs for just $4.99—but the special deal won't fly at one Subway restaurant in Seattle, where owner David Jones posted a sign this week giving customers the bad news.
Sadly, the consequences of high minimum wages, excessive taxation, and mandate-happy public policy are not limited to the death of cheap sandwiches. The cost of doing business in Seattle is higher than the Space Needle, and the unintended consequences of those policies are piling up too.
The biggest cost driver, as Jones' sign mentions, is Seattle's highest-in-the-nation minimum wage. It went from $9.47 to $11 per hour in 2015, then to $13 per hour in 2016, with a further increase to $15 per hour planned.
The result? According to researchers at the University of Washington's School of Public Policy and Governance, the number of hours worked in low-wage jobs has declined by around 9 percent since the start of 2016 "while hourly wages in such jobs increased by around 3 percent." The net outcome: In 2016, the "higher" minimum wage actually lowered low-wage workers' earnings by an average of $125 a month.
And now those same employees will have to pay more for sandwiches from Subway—and everything else too.
(Score: -1, Spam) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday January 13 2018, @05:00AM
Mom and I never had our talk the day she had the difference of
opinion with her sister, but about a week later, she sent Susan out to
my darkroom, to tell me she wanted to see me in her room.
She was in another negligee, but this one was much thinner than the
previous one I had seen her wearing, so I was able to see the nipples
of
her rather large breasts quite clearly, as she swung around on her
vanity stool to face me when I entered the room.
"Close the door dear," she smiled, flushing as she saw my
appreciative eyes sliding over her scantily clothed body, "Aunt Norma
is
in town today, but I wouldn't want Susan to see me dressed this way
with
you in my room."
"I was just wondering dear," she said in a soft tone, the flush in
her face deepening now, as she looked up into my eyes, when I stood
before her, "if your suffering now that Marie is gone, because I
haven't
forgotten my promise, to help you when you get yourself all worked
up."
Actually I didn't need any help at all, but I couldn't tell her
that
I was now fucking Susan on an almost daily basis out in my darkroom,
so
I did what any good American boy would do under similar circumstances,
I
lied.
"I try not to think about it," I said, finding I was almost choking
on the words, as I let my eyes drop to her lap and discovered that I
could now make out the dark shadow of her pubic forest beneath the
thin
material, "and if that doesn't work I take a cold shower."
"Oh you poor baby," she whispered, smiling up at me, as she reached
out and unbuckled my belt, "you should have told me, I would have
taken
care of it for you."
If I had screwed Susan that day, as I usually did when she was
finished making the beds, my prick might not have responded so
quickly,
but now my passions soared, as I looked down into her smiling face, so
by the time she had pushed down my pants and shorts my eager young
shaft
sprung forth, hard and ready for fucking!
"Oh God," she murmured, staring at the throbbing cock as she took
it
in her warm hand, then in a more controlled voice she whispered,
smiling
as she once more lifted her eyes to my face, her hand moving slowly
back
and forth on the thick shaft, "You really do need some help don't you
darling?"
At this point it I was too excited to do anything but grin back at
her, but I was already wondering how she intended to take care of me.
She didn't leave me wondering for long however, for she suddenly
leaned
forward and engulfed the bloated head of my hard prick in her warm
moist
mouth, never taking her eyes from my face, even as she moved her head
back and forth slowly, letting her full lips slide over the rubbery
head, until it was almost out of her mouth, before sliding it back in
again.
"Don't hold back darling," she whispered, releasing the prick from
it's oral trap for a brief moment, "let it go whenever your ready to
give it to me."
She had barely gotten the cock back into her mouth when it
exploded,
shooting the searing cock juice down her throat! I had come so
quickly
that she gagged for a second before hastily swallowing the rest of it,
as it pumped into her tightly clamped mouth, then her hand was milking
it as she sucked away the last vestige of my sexual tribute.
"Satisfied now sweetheart," she whispered, smiling up at me again,
daintily wiping the remains of my hot offering from her lips, with a
tissue from her vanity, "or would you like to fuck me too?"
It was strangely exciting to hear my own mother asking me if I
wanted
to fuck her, not only had I never heard her use that word, but now
with
my cock juice still coating her tongue, I was not only able to accept
the idea of her using such language, but able to actually tell her
that
I wanted to fuck her.
Even though I was no virgin anymore, when she positioned herself on
the bed, it was the first I had ever seen a woman totally naked, so
even
after I had stripped myself, scrambled between her lifted knees and
into
her waiting arms, my young cock was still as hard as a rock.
Due to the length of time her poor little pussy had been neglected,
Mom felt some discomfort when I forced the hard shaft into her fiery
pit, but once she had greased it with her natural lubrication, she
went
berserk, as she tried to make up for all the years she had been denied
the pleasure of being fucked.
Happily for the two of us, her foresight of draining my balls
before
letting me get my cock into her hot hungry cunt, we were able to fuck
until she was completely exhausted.
"Oh God darling," she gasped, staring up at me with pleading eyes,
"I
can't take anymore, give it to me now!"
"You want me to cum in you, Mom?!!" I asked in surprise, feeling my
own climax approaching as I stared down into her beautiful, smiling
face.
"Oh, yes darling," she whispered, punctuating each word with a gasp
as I hammered the breath out of her, "put it in me. Give me all you've
got lover, give it to me!"
No longer the least bit embarrassed, I scooped up her legs and
threw
them over my shoulders, leaning forward so her knees were almost
beside
her face, ramming my throbbing prick into her quivering cunt, until it
was completely buried, before releasing my hot load sticky cock juice.
Mom lay there smiling up at me with glittering, lust-filled eyes,
as
my cock jerked and pulsed within her, squirting my hot load deep in
her
heaving belly. After I had finished draining my aching balls in her
drooling cunt, I let my mother's legs slip from my shoulders and
collapsed on top of her, both of us panting loudly.
She allowed me to savor the fabulous sensation of her educated cunt
milking the last drops of semen from the buried prick, until it
finally
slipped from her of it's own accord, before gently pushing me from her
perspiring body.
"Come on darling," she whispered, "we have to get cleaned up before
Norma gets home. I don't want her to know I'm letting you fuck me."