We went down the stairs while I asked Faulkner to explain Uni-Mecca. "Well, the uni part is a pun on one and unity. Everyone down on the lower level is guilty of one simple thing: betrayal. The outer rim is people who betray their co-workers. People who steal from the cash register generally don't end up here, it's more like people who are shitty to work with. Like an abusive boss or a co-worker who doesn't do his share of the work. These people didn't feel inclined to lift a finger to help anyone else, even when they were being paid to, so now they are frozen solid and unable to move themselves for all eternity. The Uni part comes from their complete and utter solitude in the frozen lake, the unity aspect comes from how they all get to be together in their worthless solitude." We set foot onto the lake and began to move out towards the far end. I recognized a few bosses from my old jobs: guys named Brent who had always played favorites or the bitchy hostess who gave the choicest tables to her friends. I would've spat on them, but what was the point? They were frozen solid in a state of utter worthlessness, spending all eternity deluding themselves into thinking this was all someone else's fault.
Monday, January 15, 2007
Nearly Frozen
We went down the stairs while I asked Faulkner to explain Uni-Mecca. "Well, the uni part is a pun on one and unity. Everyone down on the lower level is guilty of one simple thing: betrayal. The outer rim is people who betray their co-workers. People who steal from the cash register generally don't end up here, it's more like people who are shitty to work with. Like an abusive boss or a co-worker who doesn't do his share of the work. These people didn't feel inclined to lift a finger to help anyone else, even when they were being paid to, so now they are frozen solid and unable to move themselves for all eternity. The Uni part comes from their complete and utter solitude in the frozen lake, the unity aspect comes from how they all get to be together in their worthless solitude." We set foot onto the lake and began to move out towards the far end. I recognized a few bosses from my old jobs: guys named Brent who had always played favorites or the bitchy hostess who gave the choicest tables to her friends. I would've spat on them, but what was the point? They were frozen solid in a state of utter worthlessness, spending all eternity deluding themselves into thinking this was all someone else's fault.
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