|On my way to corporate I asked directions but all he said was "Where have they gone, where have they gone, my family, my family".|
After making me fill out a series of forms and flow charts that seemed to gauge my class, ethnicity and religion without specifically mentioning them or directly alluding to them, as well as make a series of strange vocalizations, and analyze a series of written works describing violent scenarios. I was led out to an old chemical shed and was told to wait on the floor, despite the many chair stored there, and told to surrender my phone and shoes. After waiting for 3-hours an elderly secretary led me through a narrow hallway, made more ominous by flickering florescence and alternating screams and laughter from the neighboring dentistry practice. I was led into a 10 by 10 foot office with an inexplicable amount of paper cluttering what little space remained. I was beckoned to shoo the office cat from the only remaining chair, but the territorial hissing, and foaming at the mouth made me decide to stand, the disgruntled corporate lobbyist grunted "suit yourself" while obviously taking offense.
|All attempts to ask about break room policy were met with obvious agitation, an expansion of his book lungs and the hissing reply " BBBBbbbbrrreak"|
Burkes T. Boggat, the man whose office I was awkwardly standing in, further belched " The hot shots back in corporate need X amount of money, we used to be able to trim off Y using old fashioned racism and misogyny, glass ceilings, arbitrary salaries, hiring and firing, just shitty things to do to a person, but it saved money and conformed to long standing prejudices" he said before consuming half a bucket of chicken, throwing the bones to his cat "shitface", while farting loudly and chugging Mountain Dew, before getting back on track. " The trustfund babies and other stockholders ain't giving up [wet fart] X, and we can't reach X without the Y money, but the US taxpayer has us over a barrel as far as making up the saving by systematically denying citizens their basic rights, so we have deny people their basic rights in a manner which defies logic, systematizing , analyzing or correlation, otherwise we get sued, but we still need to make sure our Kafkaesque savings are equal to our bigoted saving, while still providing legal cover to systematically destroy an individual to our advantage [cat wretches yellow frothy, bloody bile and bone shards]". Boggat made several more choking rasping breaths before finishing " So there is nothing you can do about it and our workers will just have to learn to live with the nightmarish and arbitrary, yet colorblind and gender neutral world we have built for them, because what other option do they have bu to run our mazes" before he choked, vomited and died, posthumously voiding his bowels as his cat almost immediately began to feed on the carrion.
|They said he, like so many of us, is trapped in the cages of our own mind, of our own making, but I am pretty sure he was just trapped in a literal cage|