My girlfriend wasn't a job zombie, but she did work... for a delivery company. She had to make deliveries by motorcycle. When the job zombies told everyone to stop working because of the pandemic, she was still working.
However, she had to deal with the job zombies threatening to kill or report her if she didn't stop working. That's where I came in. Her bike had a side car and I rode shotgun.
Most of the time it was nice and quiet and we made her deliveries without any trouble. We saw a side to the city people rarely saw.
When a job zombie walked in front of us and threatened to report us, BANG! I shot their head off. When a job zombie threatened us with violence, BANG! I shot their head off. When a job zombie didn't confront us but reported us behind our backs, we used the mobile app to trace who the bastard was and kicked their door in before BANG!, shooting their head off. When a police officer stopped us and asked what we were doing, we showed our work permit and job zombie head shooting permit, and we would wish each other a good day.
I didn't have to shoot many job zombies, thankfully. Most of the time it was nice and quiet. We even got to eat lots of delicious fresh pizza together. It was a weird time when work was discouraged, even by the job zombies themselves. Of course, we took advantage of the non-working time too!
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