We progress in life by our desires. Tuned towards thrills, bored when forced to wait. Waiting is what we find increasingly unnerving. Successfully we reduced the time spend straining our patience, to the degree that we needed a clever mind to come up with a helping device: the queue ticket dispenser. There you are, with your once valuable, but now worthless ticket! Well, not exactly. We love its colour and figures, and so someshirt dedicates its second publication to the modest queue ticket. Here's to accumulated hours of waiting and grunting: someshirt #2.
tickets from queue number dispensers
lemon, light moss green, black