Apathy and other small victories
Thank the lord for Apathy and Other Small Victories
If you’re a dullard without a sense of humour, you won’t like it.
If you have a deluded Mother Teresa complex and get a little upset by things that haven’t been signed-off in triplicate by some unelected bunch of students parading as a human rights movement, you won’t like it.
If you weren’t born yesterday, have a healthy chunk of cynicism for pretty much everything, and have ever worked at an insurance company, this is the book for you.
Follow Shane through his life as a saltshaker stealing insurance temp who’s having sex with a woman he hates and happens to be his girlfriend. And his landlord’s wife (but only on Tuesdays).
On my first day I tried to alphabetize for about ten minutes, but being twenty-eight years old and not severely retarded I really couldn’t justify it to myself so I stopped.
The guy who live above him sells guns and walks his guinea pig, his local bar’s happy hour is between 7 and 10 in the morning, and he’s learnt sign language.
Oh, and Marlene - the deaf dental secretary - is dead.
Read it.