Waxing Dat Ass While On The Clock

I’m an impossible sucker for anything called "transit". For real, it appeals to that part of the me that delusionally thinks I travel all the time, which I really don't. I imagine it's to the point that I am just flat out annoyed by flying in an airplane to a city I’ve never been to before. So, I need another transit bag because ugh, airports these days, man, fucking airports these days, amiright? For the record, this Bill Amberg bag is made of waxed calf leather. Do you think that dudes who professionally wax things for a living ever get tired of yelling “WAX DAT ASS!” while on the clock? Doubtful.