i was so exhausted, all i could do was watch television

There was an advert for Budweiser, the grand and regal King of Beers, where the cap was turned upside down to resemble a crown. Smirk.

There was a person whose idea this was. Four years at a liberal arts college, sideburns long enough to be different, but not different enough to be dangerous. This person was ambitious and clever. He had never read Thoreau, but got a Thoreau question right on Jeopardy, the other night. He raised the upside down beer cap idea in a meeting, leading to esteem from the hierarchy and bitter, seething jealousy from people who love their families, but haven’t spent much time with them lately.

He cashed his check, with a healthy bonus, for turning a beer cap upside down. He bought a gold watch that was so expensive he would only wear it at home, for fear of losing it. His confidence with women increased, and he would persist until women understood that they wanted to sleep with him. He put Tony Robbins and Brit Hume quotes on his whiteboard in his new corner office.

He was a very acceptable man, rewarded by tired people who needed a beer to cope.