sunday, march 31, 2001
Dream:
The workplace! Altogether another wilderness, with its scrapple-colored carpeting and endless warren of cubicles the size of hamster pens, each equipped with an exercise wheel and drip bottle.
I tentatively approach one of our wage-payroll student laborers with a simple assignment. He falls to his knees! He weeps and wrings his hands!
The staff assistant places herself protectively between me and the now-prostrate and sobbing undergraduate. Can't you see he's overworked as it is?
The scene screeches to a halt. A voiceover in the manner of Walter Cronkite announces:
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