That's the thing about saying "sorry" or "excuse me" in this city. No one ever does. Or when we do apologize, we don't actually say it clearly. We just whisper the outline of excuse me or form the word sorry with our mouth, as if we expect people to lip-read.
Susane ColasantiTags: sorry excuse-me simple-gestures-big-impact
They all call me "Excuse me," even though my nametag clearly says "Jordan." It's like people don't actually exist while they're working. Workers are just tools who aren't supposed to have feelings or personalities. You don't become human until your shift is over. Until then, we're all just zombies. We're dead to the world: infected people who need to be avoided, unless, of course, someone needs to know where the paintbrushes are located.
J. Cornell MichelTags: existence world humanity people work human-nature human dead personalities names humans feelings feeling personality need working zombie sales feel work-ethic zombies tools works exist shift name dead-people infectious avoid over dead-to-the-world location salesman tool jordan infection salesmen zombie-apocalypse paint-brush feels people-suck infected infectious-diseases zompoc excuse-me avoided infected-people located name-tag nametag paintbrushes supposed-to until-then
Me: I am very busy now. Can you please excuse me for few minutes?
She: Oh ok. But why are you sweating all over your body?
Me: I am very busy, that is why. I am dreaming extra-large dreams.
Tags: success dreams dream sweat me i-have-a-dream extra dream-big big-dreams extra-mile she excuse-me extra-large-dreams i-dream sweatinging sweats wild-dreams
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