Play, Don’t Work

The cyberpunk conquistador set out to sail across the ocean of contract work and conquer the art world, but the Duracell bunny ran out of juice. And yet they’d promised him he’d be wading knee-deep in gold if he fought the battles between bosses and employees in the capitalist world. Then it turned out that it was all for nothing that he’d donned the hazmat suits of the overeducated manual laborers, because the radioactive career model burned through the polyethylene faster than sulfuric acid.