I've become a work work jerk. I used to work to survive. Now I work for the sake of my own glory. My towering office is a metaphor for my own ego. How despicable. I feel like the protagonist in Falling Down must have felt before he lost his job. Everything makes a sort of misanthropic common sense. There is so much bullshit everywhere, but at least work makes sense and at least my work orients me in this disorienting dystopia.
Combat Expiration: 12am PST, 6/20/2011
Critique Expiration: 12am PST, 6/22/2011 with 24 hour rolling grace period for critique responses.
Bonuses/Penalties: +1 if posted by 1am PST 6/18/2011; -1 if posted by 6am PST 6/21/2011
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