Bar Review Revelation #1

My ass hurts. My already jacked-up back is starting to fold as well. Today I noticed a fellow student had brought his own chair from home, a more comfortable looking folding chair that is definitely scoring points with the ladies.

This damn company must be making an absolute killing ($3000 per student, around 450 students); the least they could do is offer us some sort of chair upgrade option, or maybe a free cushion. This leads me to bar review revelation #2: the firms don't give a shit about us anymore. We all either have jobs or are totally unemployable. Whereas before the entire room would have been littered with free pens and breakfast sponsored by whoever, now we don't get squat. Coffee costs a dollar and there isn't even a vending machine.

This week is bulk trash pick-up in my neighborhood, and I noticed my neighbor placed a decent looking recliner on his lawn. Hmmm... I wonder how sweet that would be...