hamster
Original: hamster on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Red-haired man (standing): You ever just feel like a hamster on a wheel in this office?
Panel 2:
Red-haired man (now grinning widely): Performing the same behavior over and over, thus growing happier and healthier with each passing day?
Panel 3:
Dark-haired seated man: I uh... I...
Panel 4:
Red-haired man: Aw hell, you're gonna be my boss one of these days aren't you?
Panel 5:
Red-haired man (leaning on the seated man, both smiling): Days, nights, and weekends!
Votey:
A speech bubble (coming from off-panel) reads: Holiday. Birthday. Death. Birth. All is for boss.
Red-haired man (standing): You ever just feel like a hamster on a wheel in this office?
Panel 2:
Red-haired man (now grinning widely): Performing the same behavior over and over, thus growing happier and healthier with each passing day?
Panel 3:
Dark-haired seated man: I uh... I...
Panel 4:
Red-haired man: Aw hell, you're gonna be my boss one of these days aren't you?
Panel 5:
Red-haired man (leaning on the seated man, both smiling): Days, nights, and weekends!
Votey:
A speech bubble (coming from off-panel) reads: Holiday. Birthday. Death. Birth. All is for boss.
Alt text
A four/five-panel SMBC comic set in an office. A cheerful red-haired man addresses a dark-haired man seated at a desk. Panel 1, red-haired man: 'You ever just feel like a hamster on a wheel in this office?' Panel 2, grinning manically: 'Performing the same behavior over and over, thus growing happier and healthier with each passing day?' The seated man looks uneasy and stammers, 'I uh... I...' The red-haired man continues, undeterred: 'Aw hell, you're gonna be my boss one of these days aren't you?' In the final panel he leans on the seated man's shoulder, both smiling, declaring 'Days, nights, and weekends!' The joke: the relentless-grind framing is delivered as enthusiastic happiness, and total devotion to the boss/work consumes every hour. Votey: a lone speech bubble drifting up from the bottom of the panel reads, 'Holiday. Birthday. Death. Birth. All is for boss.'
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.