this morning #780.

this morning, everything seemed to have a sheen rarely seen recently here in the warehouse. it was clear that, while i was away vacationing, something had changed. it was strange. i couldn’t put my finger on it though. it was almost as if, on top of the regular weekly power wash, they’d finally brought the place up into the 21st century. why hadn’t i known that changes were afoot? why hadn’t anyone filled me in while i was away? i’ve worked here since it first opened. before i even had time to get paranoid, i was called up to the boss’s office. after a quick ten minutes with him, i learned that i was about to start a whole different type of vacation.