Nesting with the Loons - Jeff Davis - Bog

With its acid edge and wicked humor, Jeff Davis's rapid fire depiction of bureaucracy gone wild digs underneath the fingernails of the typical blue collar worker, satirizing both modern day relationships and business life. Specifically, if we can't stand our jobs and families, live for the day to escape!Unlucky in love and trapped in a dead-end job, Jack Snaggler thinks his fortune is about to change when he meets a drop-dead gorgeous brunette named Paradise at a local bar.Think again. When a shady fast food chef goes missing and coworkers start mysteriously disappearing, Jack finds himself framed for murder. If he wants to stay alive long enough to ever see Paradise again, he'll first need to escape a conspiracy, that at each turn, involves almost everyone he knows.Part Big Brother, part corporate mindset, part 60's cool, and part dysfunctional love interest. The road to paradise has never been so tainted or hilarious.Living under the umbrella of a politically incorrect and bureaucratic world are Ed Shoemaker, a disgruntled office worker conspiring to off his wife and flee to Fiji; Eileen Klump, a secretary in the throes of menopause who suffers from periodic mental breakdowns between intermittent stays at the local mental facility; along with Lance Sheppard, a would-be entrepreneur who makes his living the good old fashioned way: disability fraud. Regardless of the premise, the book continually punctures the fabric of what's simply funny with a pervasive shadow of underlying truth.Wedged in the chaos, Jack Snaggler fights to stay afloat in a murky pool of corrupt businessmen, trigger-happy feds, sleazy seaside hotel rooms, and incompetent crooks, all the while stomping for the pursuit of true love and happiness. A classic roasting of Middle America, this book is for anyone who has one of those days where the kids just scribbled crayon all over the wall, traffic is bumper to bumper, the boss has you under a microscope, everything is going wrong, and that little voice in the back of your head is screaming, "ENOUGH!" Take the first exit ramp off the interstate to the nearest airport and disappear to some deserted island in the South Pacific where they'll never find you.