Pay dirt
The corporate world is full of crushing disappointment after crushing kick to the groin. We know this. But the most devastating of red tape comes when you find that your time away from that corporate world has only dug you a deeper debt to said corporate world. “Where can I go with no PTO? Is my desk my destination?” The answer to both those questions is, “Get back to work.”
Couldn’t we all use a paycheck mirage out there in the vacuum? Something to look at and think to one’s self, “There is the yield of my toil. All of it. If I could only reach it, take it as a single payload and escape.” But this is mere folly. You are a part of the machine. The man’s machine. The man didn’t even make the machine. Someone else made it for him. You will die having perspired for someone else’s dream.
So we made this comic and we think it’s a pretty funny way of saying all of that. Happy Humpday, everybody!
Midweek
Sounds like somebody has a case of the Wednesdays!
Oh, damn. That somebody is me.
This comic was actually inspired by my real-life sick-day/PTO situation at the end of last year which was basically:
Workplace: You have 5,000 hours of sick time because you’ve worked here for decades and never call in sick.
Omar: Yay!
Workplace: But you can never, ever use it. Not unless you’re dying.
Omar: (much quieter) yay?
So instead of dying, I wrote a comic. That’s how I deal.
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