This essay reminds me of when I worked as a "General Services Analyst" at Dupont's head office in Mississauga. It made me ponder the two and a half years I spent there and what I actually did. It was almost nothing.

Then I quit and went back to driving a cab. And I was actually doing something. Until the cocksuckers at City Hall "fixed" that business. After that, we spent most of our time with our thumbs up our asses.

We're being harvested. There's no other word for it.