Most humans fall off a cliff when they get out of work on Friday.
Abused and underappreciated; dehumanized.
They take some time to lick their wounds and find a way to forget. Then they begin the painful climb back up self-respect hill until they are ready to do it all over again.
But what if you get out of work on Friday and just keep on falling. Pinwheeling through the air, arms akimbo, screaming, trying to grab on to reality as your fingers keep slipping off the damn thing.
And work comes a-calling again.
What do you do?
The Grand Experiment begins.
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