I will admit that I wanted to shout for standing on the top of a scaffold in front of a good new wall always goes to my head. It is a sensation something between that of an angel let out of his cage into a new sky and a drunkard turned loose in a royal cellar.
And after all, what nobler elevation could you find in this world than the scaffold of a wall painter? No admiral on the bridge of a new battleship designed by the old navy, could feel more pleased with himself than Gulley, on two planks, forty feet above dirt level, with his palette table beside him, his brush in his hand, and the draught blowing up his trousers; cleared for action.
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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
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