Another weekend come and gone. I’m voting for whoever instates the 3-day weekend. People often ask what it’s like to work at The Hundreds. It’s kinda like a college dorm, except there aren’t any freshmen girls pillowfighting in pajamas, just hairy men scratching and burping and carpet-skateboarding. Aside from the pent-up testosterone count and noxious aroma of b.o., contraband, Cup O’Noodles, and copy ink, it’s just like any other workplace. For example, important Post-it memos:
The usual office decor. Printers, fax machines, terrorist-themed gun-range shooting targets.
We got him.
Guns, camo, shemagh scarves.. buncha hypebeasts.