Nt1310 Unit 6 Assignment

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Everything about this small little place was the same. The light yellow walls, off-white computer, egg-colored desk, slightly and only slightly grey shirt. This meager, miniscule cubicle felt like it belonged in an insane asylum. And to Chris, it probably wouldn’t have made a difference. His starched-back brown hair stuck flat to his head for the lack of air conditioning in the massive room that he could only sight a miniscule part of. The assignment given to him was to copy files by hand to make sure there weren’t any errors. The twenty-first century was new and scary to Chris’ bosses, so they bought a machine to do his tedious job, gave it to Chris, and made him do it instead. Control+C. Control+V. Scroll. Scroll. Send. For nine hours a day, five days a week, fifty weeks a year, for ten years. His bosses always dangled a promotion in front of his face, just to make him stay. And despite the fact that he knew that they would never in a million years give it to him, he stayed. The part of Chris he couldn’t control, the back of his head, kept thinking that it would …show more content…
Chris snapped back to reality, his daydream cut off like a tap, as he realized that he had stopped typing. Nobody did that. Chris dismissed his colleague with a casual headache and began to type again. As his fingers ran on autopilot, he tentatively stepped back into the mental hurricane that he had been so abruptly pulled from. What if he could leave? What if he did? Then the doubts crept up like a weed in the jungle of these new possibilities he had opened. Money, food, wife, taxes, all problems that would be hurdles toward his happiness. They would be dealt with when they became relevant. And with that idea, he stopped typing. Looked around at his computer, cubicle, coworkers, lights, and carpet. Listened to the air conditioning and the buzz of the fluorescent lights overhead, and he made a decision. Chris stood