I tried out a few social clubs in college. One of them was about fighting for rights and I wanted to check it out. Unfortunately, it was full of job zombies.
They yelled and chanted about the right to work being the one true fundamental human right. I was about to enter the room but when I heard that, I dashed back out. I was glad they didn't see me. I peeked in and saw a beautiful girl looking very uncomfortable. She saw me and mouthed the words "help me!"
I pretended to be a caretaker and went inside, asking if anyone parked outside with their lights on. The girl put her hand up and ran into my arms. I carried her out. The job zombies looked a bit confused but went right back to their chanting.
The beautiful girl and I ran far far away and went someplace for lunch, talking about escaping the job zombies.
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