Designated for Consumption_(0)
Mariah I Mariah stood in line anxiously, waiting to hear her fate. Her graduating group was today’s batch to be assigned their designations by the Bureau of Resource Distribution. She found some comfort in the presence of her best friend Alan, standing in front of her. “Where do you think they’ll send you?” he had turned around to ask her. “I’ll probably end up sewing clothes in a warehouse.” “No way. I bet they put you in Human resource management, maybe. You’re really good with people.” “I can’t really see myself in a management position, I couldn’t even organize that Memorial Day picnic.” “I’ll probably end up welding or swinging a pick-axe in the new tunnels.” “Next!” a sharp voice interrupted their conversation. A quick intake of breath came from Alan’s gut and he stepped …