I waited outside Office 3001.
I felt sweat building from underneath me.
I knew that my turn was next.
I also knew this might determine my position in this new workplace.
I needed to be ready.
The clock is ticking…
I heard the office door open and the previous agent step out: “Agent 106, you may now come in.”
I entered.
I glanced around the room I was in.
I saw metallic drawers surrounding me, a clock, the front desk attendant patiently waiting for me to sit, typical things you find in an office.
I saw the plaque in front of the attendant’s desk. It read “XY. CABD.”
I seated myself and prepared my speech, “Hi, my name is XX. ABDD or Agent 106, and I…”
I continued my speech and noticed the attendant taking notes in his notebook.
I heard the clock ticking, its clicks slowly creeping into my ear.
I mentioned my expertise in finances, knowledge in statistics, and my profession in…
“That’s great and all; it seems you are eligible for a little quiz. Answer the following questions and you will possibly qualify for this position.” the attendant interrupted.
I sighed, more or less knowing this would happen soon, I began answering his questions.
“Have you graduated from college?” the attendant asked me.
I replied, “Yes.”
I heard the clock ticking, its clicks creeping into my ear.
“Would you consider yourself a social person?”
I replied, “No.”
I heard the clock’s ticks seemingly becoming louder, enough to drown whispers.
“If someone needed help, would you assist them?”
I replied, “Of course.”
“If you were in a somewhat dire situation, would people come to assist you?”
I replied, “I would think so.”
I heard the clock’s ticks growing louder, enough to drown normal conversation.
“If you were to scream, would people come for you?”
I replied, “Yes, I think.” I grew strange.
“If you knew you were in great danger, would help, in any form, come to save you?”
I replied, “Um, I think?” I grew very strange.
I heard the clock’s ticks growing even louder, as loud as a church’s bells tolling in my direction.
I heard the attendant begin to rapid-fire their questions: “If you were trapped, can you ever escape? When is it ever acceptable to leave someone behind in darkness? Can certain problems have no solutions? If there is a small chance to escape, can you escape? Can you escape? CAN YOU?”
I gave up answering, slammed my hands to my ears, and forced my eyes shut; the clock’s ticking was unbearable.
I suddenly noticed that the noise stopped after a long while and uncovered my ears.
I opened my eyes and found the attendant to have gone.
I looked left to right but found I was the only one remaining in the office.
I opened and walked out the door of Office 3001.
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I waited outside Office 3001.
I felt sweat building from underneath me.
I knew that my turn was next.
I also knew this might determine my position in this new workplace.
I needed to be ready.
The clock is ticking…
I heard the office door open and the previous agent step out: “Agent 107, you may now come in.”
I entered.
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