A Mid-Twenties Backpacker’s Guide to European Adventure
an excerpt

That’s right! I was pretty damn unhappy, you ungrateful jackass, and you did nothing about it except let me rot away in this cubicle. Fuck the nine-to-five! Fuck computers! Fuck email! Fuck reports! Fuck memos! Fuck it all! Most of all, fuck you! The only good part of the day was staring at your hot secretary bend over to file papers while wearing those tight little skirts, and she quit, too, after realizing how miserable this sterile office was.