Status Updates From The Employees: a workplace ...

“We were eating lunch. It may not be interesting to you. [father] said, ‘humans will always have need of three things: food, transport and funerals.’ And so i became a funeral director. and now it’s my job to dispose of terminated workers…i don’t know if you grieve over a coworker. But we perform the ritual anyway, out of respect.”

“Don’t go into the second room. It’s not nice in there. You’ve got the choice, you can make us go in your place. We’ve already been in there. You can still save yourselves. I don’t know if i’m human anymore. Am I human? Does it say in your files what I am?”

“All of us here are condemned to a dream of romantic love even though no one i know loves in that way or lives that kind of life. Yet these are the dreams you’ve given us. I know the smell of oak moss…tell me, did you plant this perception in me? Is it a part of the program? Or did it come up inside me of its own accord?”