Scraymond from Accounting

4/27/2068
"I don't even know how I got this job in the first place. Is this even real life? I'm working a desk job with anthropomorphic breakfast food. I'm pretty sure one of them thinks I'm their friend too. 

'''Like, like theres this egg...guy a few cubicles over that just kind of hovers over to me while I'm working to talk about how his job is a thankless job. Literally, that's all he says to me! Everyday, every hour, on the hour. '''

'''That's not even the worst part. The CEO is always treading cream cheese and powdered sugar every time he walks through the office floor. Nobody ever cleans it. I have ants crawling up and down my legs at all times. '''

'''I have to be dreaming... I tell myself this everyday before work. Sometimes when Im on luch break, I walk up to the top level of the parking structure and contemplate jumping to see if I'll wake up upon impact. 2 more hours...just two more hours. Will I actually do it this time? Oh god dammit, here comes Al again..."'''

6/15/2068
" I really hope Hyde doesn't catch me picking at his lunch. Everybody here eats sand. I guess it's a thing for foodytes. But somebody keeps stealing my lunch and pouring sand all over it. I think it's fucking Al. Probably thinks I'm an Eggmin or something because of my hairloss. Bastard. He keeps pulling this garbage, I'll find his wife and son, lil Peppino and turn them into a two egg omelet."