Friday, February 26th, 2010
I’d Write A Violent Manifesto, But There Are No Sandwiches Involved
This might turn out to be one of the more astute observations I’ve made. Considering astuteness is sort of what I pride myself on, that’s saying something. For now, back to the beginning… It all started when one of my Assistant Store Managers (there are two) was transferred to another city. He was my favorite. [...]


