Post Number 10

You wake up late for work. You're body finally built up an immunity to the plague that fills the air of your room every morning at 6:51 AM. Like a baby waking up after a long car ride, unaware of and frightened by your surroundings, as the numbers on the clock register in your head you kick off the sheets and rush into the shower, scrubbing away that damned sleep as fast as possible. You dress, grab a muffin, and back out of you driveway without even scraping the ice off your windshield. As you navigate your way to work with your head out the window so you can see, you don't even realize you forgot your briefcase.

Somehow you manage to make it to work in time and as you stroll past coworkers a few stand out of the bunch. Its not exactly subtle, they're all wearing fluorescent blue dress shirts with identical matching white ties hanging around their necks. That's not all though. Their behavior seems off too. they're primarily consorting with only their like dressed brethren. You notice a man and woman embracing who would not normally be doing so were if not for their common clothing. You spot a group of friends dressed in their normal attire in the break room and duck in for safety. They've noticed the same thing you have and casually you slip yourself into the conversation to get the scoop.

As it goes, this bright-blue group spent the weekend together in the middle of New York state. There they shared stories, cried together, and worshipped their supreme leader whom they have never seen or heard but are positive of his existence. As you peer down the floor at the cubicles the number of blue seems to have grown, overpowering your vision like the sun breaking through the clouds. So now how do you feel. Is this some enlightened club to which you have missed out on membership or do the signs point more towards a cult of sorts?

Christopher