Backstabbers Inc.

Ive come to realize there will be 9 to 5s for the rest of our lives, and that youd expect us to believe it doesnt get any better than this. Well, it does. Maybe not for the ones in the warehouses and the cubicles who gave up, but for the ones who can look at you and tell youre no better than a fucking pig handing out traffic violations. Well spend that forty hours working under that clipboad, under that seasonal review that somehow decides what we eat for dinner, where we live, and how we get to these nightmare conveyor belts. Dont shake our hands. This isnt family, and Id spit in your face if there werent bills to pay. Keep searching. Keep fucking searching. For our appreciation, for our respect, for our never ending devotion. And sooner or later youll realize what weve known for years. We dont owe you shit. We are not you fucking friends. Not now, not fucking ever.
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