Day jobs are the bane of my existence. Why must I spend an entire week of my highly creative time serving as a unit of production in service of some corporate entity whose only interest is generating wealth for shareholders. **** the [redacted] corporation and all their heirs and assigns.

Long-time readers may wonder if this has something to do with my less-than-stellar performance review from December, and the fact that I didn't get a raise this year. We're in a recession, pal. Nobody got a raise.

Although, this Great Recession is certainly convenient for the forces of the Dark Umbrella. Never waste a good crisis, eh?

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