The Wage Cage

My issue with “sex work” is that I support neither “sex” nor “work.” The unemployed truecel is the aristocrat of modernity, and the “sex worker” is his exact opposite

Walking back to my desk with a slight limp and a tear in my eye, boss asked me if I'm OK. "I'll be OK," I reply. He pats me on the back in an effort to help with whatever is wrong. I'm limping because my legs are numb after watching the entirety of the movie Gettysburg while on the toilet. The tear in my eye is because of the emotional impact of the movie.

cant relate. sorry

only NEETs have brains