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In a time when eighty hour weeks, desktop lunches and marathon commutes have become all but the status quo for the gainfully employed, The No Rush Hour Society exists as a last bastion of hope in the preservation of labor force sanity and civility. After all, who relishes in the ferocious five o’clock fight to squeeze onto the Tube car, grab the last available bus seat or merge onto the gridlocked turnpike?
While many workers dejectedly resign themselves to the unpleasant inconveniences of the proverbial rat race, The No Rush Hour Society is resolute in our belief that commuters can forgo donning their rat tails at quitting time in favor of the infinitely more enjoyable cocktail.
In accordance with these convictions, The No Rush Hour Society has made it our life’s work to provide on-premises assistance to commuters in the form of Hendrick’s cocktails served in a refined atmosphere, removing participants from their ritualistic hustle and bustle towards home in favor of an undoubtedly more attractive alternative.
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Experience the restorative powers of gin made oddly in Scotland with curious infusions of rose petal and cucumber while forgoing the infuriating fandango that is
THE RUSH HOUR
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