Friday, May 25, 2012
I have this older guy I work with who paints as a hobby and then brings in his tragic artwork and displays it on his cube wall. Today (laugh) he brought in a painting of a plate with two burritos and rice and guacamole on it. For once, I wish I had a cell camera. It’s THAT bad. I am a two-faced asshole and always stop to gawk at the latest work (I can’t fucking help myself) and then have to compliment him on his painting skills. Because, I mean, what do you say about something that bad? Who is fucking inspired by a cheap Mexican plate with two burritos on it?