The sun rose over the horizon and the glittery waterfront and bathed the Planet Express building in early morning twilight. Hermes Conrad walked across the pavement humming a traditional Jamaican song about a snake up a sugar cane farmers leg.
He pressed the key and the computer lock switched off and the force field on the front door lowered.
He turned the “Closed”-sign revealing a sign on the other side saying “Opening soon”, turned it again revealing “Opening now” and turned it once more this time saying “Open”. He walked to his office upstairs and put his briefcase on the floor next to his desk and stamped a form for briefcase office parking and filed it in the drawer.
He was adding the finishing touch to a new budget proposal, cutting all salaries by 12%, and cutting down on several safety-procedures and was just about to start for...
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