I drew this .... almost 20+ years ago. Back before I was injured and 'taught' how to draw. I wasn't afraid to draw, had fun doing it back then. I wasn't AFRAID of my pencil, I guess- or what people thought of my drawing.

I was working for a soul crushing corporation back then- one who shall remain nameless because evidently we cannot call them soul crushing unless we can provide empirical evidence that our souls were compacted in a court of law.

Anyways, one of the bosses had just chewed out a friend of mine for not having the appropriate type of straw for her cup of water. We were allowed one cup of water at our work stations- it had to be in an approved container WITH a company logo on it with a REGULATION straw. I mean, they literally told us WHAT KIND OF STRAWS we were allowed to have. He had yelled at her HARD and she was about to cry. I doodled this out on the back of a piece of paper (we were given 2 sheets of paper a day with upsales and things we were supposed to know company wise- I always used mine for doodling).

She saw this, perked up and taped it to her work station. The boss fired her a few weeks later over something else stupid and she gave this back to me with a smile, saying 'If you're staying, I think you'll need this at your desk."

I think I quit that job... maybe 2 weeks later? If you aren't 50 years old, have 4 cats and have a therapist named Phil who has you chant in the mirror every morning then I don't think you could maintain a career there without eventually going insane, baking a tray of cookies and poisoning all your coworkers.

Errrr- anyways, remember- Mr Happy Woodchuck Loves You!