An Open Letter To That Ipod Nano Commercial

Fuck you. Stop reminding me that I spend all day in a cubicle. I know. You think you're so great, with your psychedelic album covers and your nifty CGI animation. Your life isn't that good either. You spend all day on people's televisions, and after two months, when people get sick of James Blunt's singles, you'll get redesigned, repackaged, recycled. You're dead after that.

And I'll still spend all day in a cubicle.