June 21st, 2006, 10:47 am
Drink, proletariat, drink!
The text on this Chili’s ad reads:
Forget about your tiny cubicle
Quit thinking about the word “assistant” in your title
Don’t worry that your boss doesn’t know your name
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Depressed by your corporate job? Your cubicle? Your lowly status in life is reflected by your lowly status at work. You shop for business clothes at discount stores and outlet malls … and everyone knows. You are a puny leech on the thriving boar that is the American Way of Life.
But don’t worry, you pathetic little creature you. Corporate America is the cause of, and solution to, all of life’s problems. Squander your hard-earned pennies on inertia-suckling booze. Drink up babies, and I’ll make you mine. That’s right - corporate chain Chili’s will solve your ennui. Just drink. drink. drink.
June 22nd, 2006 at 10:19 am
I find it saves time to cut out the middleman and just keep a bottle or two in the cubicle.
June 22nd, 2006 at 12:04 pm
If you can snag those little bottles from airplanes and liquor stores, it’s easier to hide them in your palm as you rum your Coke.