We are the commuters behind you on the subway reading the paper over your shoulder. We are the coworkers who drink the last bit of water from the water cooler and neglect to refill it. We are the corporate drones who jammed the company printer and left it for you. We are the Gmail jockeys, the Starbucks slaves, the MS Word warriors, and the spreadsheet soldiers.
We are The Collared Sheep. Man, that sounds pretty bad ass.
We are the commuters behind you on the subway reading the paper over your shoulder. We are the coworkers who drink the last bit of water from the water cooler and neglect to refill it. We are the corporate drones who jammed the company printer and...
