Was talking to the former lab-rat-turned-lousy-banker online, who can only stare at the clear blue waters off Marina Bay from the view of his office window, and dream of one day owning a yacht…

Made me think of this strip from QC

QC Dreary Existence

There’s a reason why I must love the work I do… At least I won’t be afraid of any bitchy barista dissing me when serving me my tall cappucino…