Everyone's been there: It's late on ass fucking moviesa Friday, you're stuck in a crowded office, desperately checking your watch ... and then you get handed a bloody birthday card.

What are you meant to do? Well, if your name is Brendan, then you devise an incredible, corner-cutting, time-saving device.

See, overwhelmed by the rigours of dotting his signature down on a piece of paper, Brendan decided to outsource the work to mechanical means ...

Namely a rubber stamp.

Is the move callous? Potentially. A little bit cold? Maybe that too.

But is it hilarious? Definitely.

Power to you, Brendan. May you forever be a mascot for those too lazy to spend the 32 seconds required to hastily jot down a birthday message.

[h/t Brown Cardigan]