Neil Hunter's debut is a savage, blackly comic portrait of disaffected young manhood in modern Britain. 
Fuelled by the tedium and absurdity of low-paid retail work, it channels the grim comedy of everyday life in and around Leeds - a world of dead-end shifts, simmering resentment and bleak farce. 
Described by critics as 'Fawlty Towers meets American Psycho' and hailed as one of the funniest books about Britain written this century, it carries a bilious, iconoclastic energy that recalls Thackeray and Joyce reimagined for a hungover, disillusioned age.