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The Outsourcer
sauntered down the corridor and into a room full of half-walled cubicles. They wouldn’t be tracking him now, and the
ones the greed-creature didn’t dispatch, he would hunt down at his
leisure. But for now, he was going to
take a well earned coffee and cigarette break in his office.
There were two
letters on his office door. M and E. It used to read MINE, but he found the message
came across just as clear this way and only cost half as many letters.
He opened the
door and walked inside, but it wasn’t his office. The room was empty and the walls were
bare. The only distinctive features in
the space were three doors at the opposite side. The Outsourcer swore and turned to storm out but
his office door no longer led into a room of half-walled cubicles. There was a stubby, dead-end hallway there
instead.
“Hey! Assholes!” the Outsourcer shouted. When an attendant did not appear at his
summons he turned toward the three doors and walked to the one on the left.
He took a deep
breath and opened it.
The attention
of more than thirty Chinese Outsourcer stand-ins flashed toward him, their faces
fierce, eyes flared.
“You peckers
better get back to–”
They hissed
and charged at the door. The Outsourcer
slammed it shut and raced to the door on the right. Behind it, poised and ready to pounce, were
fifty of the Outsourcer stand-ins from India .
They surged
forward, screaming.
The Outsourcer
staggered back, groped for the handle of the middle door, and fled inside. An empty, extremely long hallway lay before
him. The Outsourcer ran down it as fast
as his stubby legs would carry him.
He risked a
glance back, positive that a mob would be right behind him, but the corridor
was empty. There wasn’t even a
door. He continued running. At some point he became aware of a
thundering, chortling sound which grew louder the further he ran.
The end of the
hallway was still an agonizingly long way off, but that didn’t prevent the
Outsourcer’s bowel from giving way a little bit when the furious greed-creature
rushed around the corner, howling with rage.