Sunday, 21 December 2014

A Rat Utopia

He drove to work and no one waved at him in his car. He walked through the door and said "hello" and someone grunted in return. He typed away in front of his machine for four hours and then took a small lunchbox from his bag. He ate his lunch and then typed for another four hours before saying to no one in particular "goodbye". He drove home and no one waved at him in his car. He mowed his front lawn and the one person who walked by, meandered off the footpath and onto the road to avoid him. Their eyes met briefly and the passer-by grimaced in instant regret. He put the mower away and went inside to watch the television. The man on the tv said "good evening", he said "good evening" back. He stared at the man on the tv until he came to the conclusion that the man's face was made of plastic. He went to the bathroom mirror to preen himself and then had a quick shower and went to bed. In the morning he woke up, had cereal and drove to work and no one waved at him in his car.

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