You see, office jobs weren't for me.
There were times on my commute where I would be willing a car to gently knock me down. Not enough to get really hurt, but enough that I would probably have to take the day off to go to A&E.
I’m Antony Armstrong, an internet entrepreneur. Ugh.
I’ve replaced signing birthday cards for people I don’t know with drawing funny boobs on the internet, getting the tube at 7am with selling dick mugs, and the smell of communal kitchen microwaved fish with making money being stupid online.
I just want to be silly and make people feel good for a living.