He walked into my office.
"So I just quit."
I looked up, confusion on my face.
"From the resource committee?"
"From my whole job."
"Why?"
"I've realised that I can't waste my life here pushing papers and sitting in meaningless meetings!"
I considered this.
"And that's fair, but I feel that you're forgetting the whole 'money is required to survive' aspect of society here in your little revelation."
"No no, I've thought it out. I need you to transfer all possible corporate funds to the following account; 4688-"
"What? No!"
"I'll send you half afterwards."
"What was the account number?"
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