ladies and gentlemen, your modern american worker
A late-20s admin-type with creative aspirations stands at her office’s microwave and fumes silently at the leftovers therein.
“I can’t believe it’s going to take two minutes and thirty fucking seconds for this shit to heat up. Does it not know that I’m BUSY? BitchCurry better RECOGNIZE!”
Whatever, shortly after that it was hot enough to eat. I, too, can command the wind, sir.
April 22nd, 2008 at 2:09 pm
Amen. In what other era would I feel guilty that it takes me 4 minutes to heat up my lunch?
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