Corporate Chains

I have a love-hate relationship with corporate chains.

I do.

I generally hate “the man” and hope “the man” shrivels up into a cockroach and walks into a Raid Roach Motel

AND DIES.

But in our hometown,

“the man” seems to be the only institution hiring people with visible disabilities,

which is why I still regularly buy from “the man.”

When elite boutiques target a real audience and hire the real all, I will give them my real dollars.

Until then, I will grab my cup of toxic jo from the nonverbal cashier at McDonalds and enjoy the memory of our conversation that we had without words, but with head nods, hands, and eye contact.