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12:20:2003 Entry: "Ann : DREAMs: Monsters, jobs and immigrants"

DREAMs: Monsters, jobs and immigrants

This is very hard to describe because I can't remember the sequence of events or much of the context.

I was sitting in a car with Stan, I think, and some friends from high school. We were driving at night, and Stan was falling out of the driver's seat, somehow. We stopped, and my door was open, and there was some sort of scary monster outside, so I quickly closed my door so it couldn't get in.

I was in some building sitting on some high bar chair (very modern-looking) and some guy was talking to me about employment. He was pretty average, tall, average weight, light brown short hair and beard, glasses...typical computer high tech worker type. He was telling me that they had an entry-level position available, but he was saying it in such a way that he didn't think I'd be interested. I was thinking it would be very low-paying too, so I asked him about it and he said it was $13/hour and all it involved was downloading files from the internet. I though it would be a good deal and wanted to take the job!

Then I was was watching something on TV, but it was like I was there. Someone was interviewing some manufacturer in Britain or Europe and taking a behind-the-scenes look at the working environment. There were a bunch of people in the back room who were the workers, but they were standing in front of other people, short illegal immigrants that they were hiding there. These immigrants had no place to go, so their only way to spend the day was to be hidden in some factory. What a horrible way to live.

2 Comments

The new splashpage is onehellofapieceofwork :)

Posted by Nico @ 09:05:2003:06:15 AM CST

I hope that's good!

Posted by Ann @ 09:05:2003:08:07 AM CST

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