Ravings of a Textual Deviant

Actual job ad spotted on the internet:

Indianapolis ad agency needs a writer.

‘Cause trust me, these are the last words I’ll ever string together for those bastards. I’m just over it, man. Thirty years I give to this business and what do I get? They won’t let me use my Selectric anymore. They act like they’re listening to my war stories, but I know they’re just waiting for me to stop talking so they can get back to that information supernet or whatever the hell it is they do with their headphones on all day. Ingrates wouldn’t know a stat camera from a waxer. So give it a shot if you have 1-3 years of experience and a desire to have your soul sucked out of your body with an industrial-sized vacuum.

Enjoy my stapler. Punk.

Requirements

Must be able to write in complete sentences and have a full command of adjectives.

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