The New Bureaucracy

Posted: November 12, 2013 in Uncategorized

The technician stopped and looked back a second term to make sure Jonas was back there only after they’d reached their destination. The technician had a pained look on his face but tried to be sympathetic for the first time. He was stopped in front of a double door that looked from the outside the way a hotel conference room or banquet hall would. The placard next to the door read simply “Processing.”

“It’s going to be a bit of a wait from here, Mr. Camden.” He shrugged his shoulders in exasperation and tried to make it look like he cared. It didn’t. “It always is, I’m afraid.” With a heave of his shoulder, the technician budget the door open for Jonas, revealing a snaking line of people that moved around in the room and zigzagged wherever there was space. Some of those that were positioned along the walls were seated, other stood and shifted their weight from leg to leg. That sight made Jonas feel better about his numb legs. What did not make him feel better was that every head silently turned to him as the technician nearly shoved him into the room and closed the door, allowing him to assume his position at the tail of the snake.

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