Do you have an imaginary friend?

How would you feel about being used as a footrest?

Can you use modern human technology without it blowing up?

These are the questions on the placement test at the agency. Three Questions. That's it. I turned th epage over to check but the other side was, wait what? The other side has the same questions.

Okay, I'm seriously flipping. I know I'm sober, I haven't smoked shit or had a drink since I was 17, so what the fuck is going on. I mean, just three questions on a placement test and they are pretty absurd questions too.

Fuck, what did I walk into?  

No I do not have an imaginary friend.

I'd feel pretty degraded and depending on how heavy the persons was and how long I was used as a footrest it might feel anywhere from mildly uncomfortable to extremely painful but if I was being paid an appropriate price and wasn't being injured I suppose I'd be okay with it.

This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

Yes, I can use modern technology without blowing it up. I can also blow it up. I suppose it really depends on whether or not it's supposed to. I don't think I can use a claymore mine without it blowing up and I don't really know how to blow up a laptop but I could probably look that up if I need to. You tube has video's for just about everything.

I'm pretty sure I'm not going to work here. This place is too strange even for an unemployed 26 year old like me.

Ah well, at least it wil make an interesting story to tell my mom when I get home. Dinner is going to be fun.

"Mr. Carte is ready to see you now"

I look around. No one's there. "Ah, who said that?"

I feel a myself being guided by my elbow to turn around and see an middle aged lady smiling awkwardly at me while gesturing me toward the door. The door. I came in through that door. This doesn't make any sense.