Cinco de Mayo

!Feliz Cinco de Mayo!

Try one of our Independence Day special platters and receive a free 16 oz. soda with your purchase. Dine in-store and enjoy all-you-can-eat chips with salsa picante.
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Wake-up, eat, subway, sit, type click, eat, type click, subway, eat, sleep, wake-up, etc. ad infinitum....
The wonderous life of a corporate media lacky in all its glory. I can feel my chin slowly expanding towards my suprasternal notch. My buttocks, day by day, cover more of the surface area of my chair. My legs are atrophying and turning blue. Carpal tunnel syndrome has left me without the use of my wrists so in order to type I must keep my arms outstretched at all times. It was rather awkward at first, but now I am used to it. Although, things like eating, drinking and going to the potty still provide a constant challenge.

They have treated me well here in the factory, even clearing away some of the broken machine parts from under my desk for a bedspace. After finishing my daily work, I merely roll from my chair onto the floor and curl up in a ball in the nest of crumpled printer paper. The desk itself manages to block most of the flourescent lighting which is left on 24/7. Sometimes at night, when there is little sound, I meditate to the slight buzzing of the lights. I've done this for so long now that whenever I'm at the barber I fall asleep to the sound of the clippers as they shave my misshapen lump of a head.

Often I find things to eat behind the candy machines: bits of bread, old M&Ms, maybe a grape. Sometimes there are nickels and quarters back there, which I put away in my moneysock. One day, I will buy the object of my desire.......