Tuesday, December 2, 2008
First day at work
Big room, small people. Tied people. Ties of different colors, each matching its shirt. Large desks, wide screens, small people. High heels, labeled skirts, blond hair. Envy, ego. Boss fucks her, but courts the other one to make her jealous. He succeeds. Money makes the world go round. Big money. Lost track of 0s. Imported food. Asian food out of a plastic box. That`s where the market still stands. For now. Refrigerator full of coke. Diet coke and glue smelling yogurt. Lots of water. Lost track of glasses. Paper, contracts, numbers. Password. Vital. Virtual telephone, one sided headphone. Politeness. Merkler Parteifuehrer. Heil!
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lost track of my imaginated scenary
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