Employees of this nameless company have numbers instead of names, wear uniforms that wipe out all traces of individuality (except, temporarily, on casual shirt Fridays), and are subjected to company meetings on "synergy." They are provided drinks laced with drugs to make their souless jobs tolerable. The work seems like simple data entry but with every click of the "enter" key people die. Some workers can stand it, others cannot. The corporate motto is "what must be done must be done," and what must be done with this wonderfully dark satire is produce it.
Employees of this nameless company have numbers instead of names, wear uniforms that wipe out all traces of individuality (except, temporarily, on casual shirt Fridays), and are subjected to company meetings on "synergy." They are provided drinks laced with drugs to make their souless jobs tolerable. The work seems like simple data entry but with every click of the "enter" key people die. Some workers can stand it, others cannot. The corporate motto is "what must be done must be done," and what must be done with this wonderfully dark satire is produce it.