(laughs without humor) I remixed it. There’s a difference. You should come work for me. We’re looking for a “Head of Authenticity.” Salary? Three hundred.
You know a billionaire?
That’s so real. See, that’s what I’m pitching. The gig economy as a heroic journey. My new app, GRIND —it’s like Uber, but for emotional labor. You cry, I pay. Two stars. party down s02e02 bd25
Thousand?
She’s not wrong.
Lydia, trying to prove she’s “relatable,” attempts to lead a group meditation. She accidentally triggers the fire suppression system. Foam—not the kind from the chocolate fountain—drenches the silent disco. Toddlers wail. A vegan influencer slips and takes out a $10,000 foam sculpture of a womb.
(from the driver’s seat) What was that, son? (laughs without humor) I remixed it
(flat) I curate the vulnerability of the guacamole.