I work in his factory

Date: 9/21/2019

I'm getting ready to go work in a warehouse. While it's not my first day, I'm new here and still training. Already I'm thinking of how I'll move up and get out of that position. There are these lanky, nerdy boys walking through the halls, but they almost seem like featureless silhouettes. Almost like walking cartoons. They filter down gray hallways like timid clones of themselves. Meanwhile, I follow my older, female trainers. Firm and businesslike, but motherly. There are no other people than me in my training group. I'm just going through the motions I feel like.