For some people, happy hour is never enough
This is a book about escape. It’s also about laughing gas. And bourbon and dope and sex and mushrooms and every other vice millions of us indulge in to forget our jobs, the office, and the stifling, corporate caricatures we’re forced to become for paychecks. This is a book about a decade lost in a senseless career no one likes and all the ridiculous things I did to run from it. In the end, it’s probably your story as much as mine. We’re everywhere. We just can’t say it out loud.
