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66.11.08 04:20
From: The Board
To: You
Dear valued BLOOM employee.
Hey friends,
Imagine you started a company with your buddies when you were kids. Your goal: saving the planet. In the beginning, everything was great – everything worked, people got along, lots of amazing things were happening. The company grew. Other people joined. Soon, things were snowballing faster than you ever imagined.
Do you know what kind of responsibility comes with employing millions of people? As your workforce gets bigger, decisions get serious. Once, you were just shooting the shit with your buds in a basement and now you hold the lives of billions of living, breathing humans in your hands, all of whom want to survive, thrive and BLOOM just like you.
What do you think it does to a person’s psyche? What kind of person do you think you would turn into? Or would you stay the same the whole way through?
Yours sincerely,
The Board.
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66.11.08 20:23
From: You
To: The Board
Dear lords,
The ground was cold and hard with frost this morning as I drove away from the Recycling Department.
It must be back-breaking work digging those pits. What were they, maybe 30, 40 feet long, 15 across? It looked weirdly beautiful – all the leaves turning yellow, with patches of blue peeking in between the yellow leaves.
The white trees stood like witnesses. Green uniforms worked like machines. It looked like they were on wires, going back and forth to the pit.
One scooped spadefuls of powder into the pit. Another poured in liquid from a jerrycan. I felt like I was watching a Symposium, like they were all actors. Even the dead with their higgledy-piggledy limbs, lying in a chaos of torsos, legs, backs, necks, feet, hands, and faces – even they were just pretending and would stand up in a second, brush the greenish-white powder off their skin and bow to my applause.
Yours regretfully,
Employee 531.448
