HEY APATHY ! Monster Comics a tale about Zombies. The new employee arrived at the office after a long journey from his suburban home. Upon entering the skyscraper for the first time, he reported to the check in chamber and identified himself. The clerk had him sign some papers and sent him through a detector were another officer of the company proceeded to ask questions: name, age, marital status, papers, education, tattoos, after which they checked his fingers for nicotine stains.
Meeting the requirements for an entrance level position the employee was given a pass card and a new set of clothes. He was instructed to wear them always except on the last Friday of the month, in which everyone was to wear jerseys from their favourite sporting team. His pass card had a small video screen which led him to his desk, “right, escalator down, right, right, enter. The desk had a computer and was surrounded by three portable walls, which in turn was surrounded by hundreds of similar set ups. The sound of the keyboards beat almost in unison with the softly played dance music which echoed through out the hall.
Sitting down at the desk the employee started to work, typing in data and selling technologies. Though he couldn’t for the life of him understand how it was that he was selling technologies, nor even explain was hose technologies were he was happy and hopeful that his student debts would be paid. He had studied biology but it was only a whim for he knew that his security would come from a position at his father's company. A voice from a loud speaker interrupted the typing and a small of people were called up for advancement.
The neighbouring cubicle shook a little as a man, who looked exactly like the employee leaned over to introduce himself. The slight interaction caused the man to look around whereas he saw that absolutely everyone looked exactly the same. There were some minor differences of course but the culprates could be seen readily and consciously attempting to correct them. One man's forehead was obviously too large but he had done the noble thing and grew his bangs longer than the others. Feeling as though he well enough belonged he started typing happily and thought quite analytically about the results of home team’s recent trades and how he hated the team from the next town.