We have no clout whatsoever. We donÕt work for a publishing house, weÕre not hiding a printing press in a basement, and we arenÕt part of whatever mythical body of old white men drinking scotch in a shadowed library determines the literary canon. WeÕre just people who have worked a lot of bad jobs, and put up with a lot of bullshit, and decided we wanted to hear about how that same phenomenon happened to others. If youÕre reading this, itÕs because you want to hear about that too. We think youÕll find the mix of essays, short stories, and poems in this collection speak to common experiences and make you feel less alone in your struggle against the grinding machine of entropy.