Have you ever heard the saying walk a mile in someone else's shoes; well we live that saying. Once a year, every year is the trade off where based on our ranking we get to switch lives
with somebody else, for better or for worse. This year I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get a decent life for the trade off.
    "Im going to get a good trade off this year just you wait" I proclaimed to my dog Nugget, "I finally figured out the way they put people in the ranking, its by how much money that person makes in that lifetime, pretty capitalist sure but now i have a sure fire way to get to the top...the thing is i need a rope and someone who knows how to hack a security camera.
     I log on to my craigslist account and put up an ad for a 'special camera working job'
I leave the computer open to wait on replies and head over to home depot to get the necessary supplies needed for this special job. "Rope: check, harness: check, adhesive: check," i walk up to the cashier and pay for the items. My phone vibrates, i check it and someone applied for the ad. I texted  them to meet me at my house for the in person description of the job.
    I hear the doorbell ring and i go t open it while attempting to keep nugget from barking his face off and scaring away the applicant.
"So whats the job" he asks me
"Were robbing a bank" i say blatantly. His eyes widen and i can tell that hes ready to run out the door. He turns to run but i get there first, locking the door and staring into his eyes " listen this may sound like a really bad idea, but you get get a cut and a chance at a better trade off." his eyes seem to contemplate the idea, evaluating the risks and benefits of this particular job. He sighs and reluctantly agrees to the job and we spend the rest of the day planning.
The next day is the day of the robbery also the day of the trade off. Its early, early morning and im scaling the cold glass outside of the bank, the world below me just getting started with their day, apartment lights flicker on and the occasional car or two zooming by, so small they seemed like flies. I finally arrive at the window where the vault is located and the hole I pre-cut out was. I jumped into the hole and gathered as much money as i could filling up the sac i had carried with me up the long distance. As quickly as i got up there i got back down and filed the rest of the money i had in my bank account and went straight to the trade off office for my deposit, my phone vibrating violently in my pocket as the person i hired for my little 'job' called me on repeat, demanding his cut of the money. I put my phone on silent and called the cops to report him for stealing the money. I plop my cash onto the trade off desk and smile to myself, because this time is for sure going to be better.