An Employment
A supervisor led me to a cubicle
among a maze of others.
I was given a computer
displaying columns of numbers.
All I had to do was move the figures
from one column to another.
I soon ran out of things to do.
I watched cat videos.
I asked for guidance.
I wanted to know
what I was doing and why?
When I said that
I will never forget the look of terror
on their faces.
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