9-5 work is so performative. writing novels on Linkedin about how you’re “honoured” to work there. playing dress up to sit inside a cubicle all day. bringing your laptop that’s already at home 45 minutes away to the office
I’m going to be honest, the last 4 times I’ve filled up my gas tank, I thought about many things. None of those things were sharing a bathroom with a trans person, a mom buying soda with her SNAP or whether the guy in front of me in line was documented.
Heading to work at 6am after discovering aliens are real, the entire system is a CIA psyop, the government is run by satanic p*dos who eat babies and I still have to pay taxes