Cold Earl Gray

          He sipped on a cup of earl gray tea as he wrote about sipping on a cup of earl gray tea. He had purchased a large cup of the stuff from Harry’s Eatery at about 11 AM in the morning, and at this point, it was far too cold to be enjoyable. He drank it anyway. His pay was minimum wage; he had eight dollars to his name; and the goddamned tea had cost him $2.12.

          When he thought about it, his time was worth $7.25 an hour, which meant his lukewarm earl gray tea was worth 17 ½ minutes of his life. 17 ½ minutes he’d never get back. He wanted to enjoy his goddamned tea because of the 168 hours in a week, he spent 80 of them working at McDonald’s, Burger King, or Wendy’s. He only got to sleep 6 hours each day. He spent 2 hours each day commuting between his three jobs. All of which left him with an average of 4 ½ hours of free time per day. But hey, he needs to pay rent somehow.

           Usually he spent the vast majority of those 4 ½ hours of daily free time doing things like cooking his meals, doing the dishes, taking out the garbage, etc. Really, he had just about maybe half an hour to live with abandon each day. But that cold earl gray tea cost him $2.12 or 17 ½ minutes. He didn’t even have half an hour for himself. He had not even 15 minutes! He was going to enjoy his goddamned tea whether he wanted to or not.