Casting The Court

18 02 2012

I was at work the other day. I do that from time to time. I wander into my day job, (Though technically it is a night job 7pm-7am) and put in my hours working as a ‘normal’ person. I don’t mind this. In fact, I rather like it. It’s interesting work that has the ability to alter the way you look at yourself and those around you. It has made me an End Time Writer. Periodically I write away a life.

The entirety of humanity is summed up into a neat little box. All of your accomplishments and notoriety…erased. As the Pen of Woe sweeps across that little box, forming The End Mark. A short slash downward – the slump of life. A long slash upward – the escaping, final breath. The mark. The end.

The sum of decades of life brought to a final count with those two little motions.

Killed by a check box.

It might make you feel detached or perhaps godly. Maybe a touch sad. It makes me think of my father. He’s very open to sharing that he used to kill people by typing. I just manage the next step.

But I’m not really going to talk about all that. 

No, I felt I should point out that while I was there I received comments from several of my coworkers suggesting that I expand on the office hierarchy. I have decided that this is a good idea. I’m going to work up and post several blogs devoted entirely to each of the different miscreants with which I work.

Also, I think I should probably stop calling them miscreants. And all those other things. Apparently some of them read the blog. 

Be prepared. 

I am King. The King of Paperwork. I’ve already discussed this so I don’t feel there is a need to expand on myself. So what next? What other position of papery, pencil-pushing shall we explore next?

It’s an interesting court of personalities. Come explore it with me.




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