In his twenties Jim Gedney was king of the low-paying, character-building work experience, never holding a job for more than six months. The less than stellar resume he built was accompanied by cross country road trips and sojourns in Boston, New York, and finally San Francisco. Channeling his muse, Jack Kerouac, he endeavored to chronicle his own generation's angst until a close encounter with a pair of serial killers and the impending birth of his daughter led him to an epiphany. From that moment on, he persevered to shed his past as a bohemian zero. His journey provides a highly entertaining look at the American workplace in the closing decades of the 20th Century

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