2.3 USE YOUR ILLUSION 2.3 USE YOUR ILLUSION - ONEThe office is almost deserted: there are only the new girls having a meal in silence at their workstations, Serena and me. The four senior men slipped out of the office a few minutes ago, shortly after Teresa.
I press the power button on the keyboard, grab the grey envelope and walk down the room towards Serena, walking close to the glass wall.
«Girls, are you eating bean sprouts today too?» I inquire as I look at the four of them munching the yellowish worms away which overflow from four identical plastic tubs. They keep staring at their monitors while nodding their heads in agreement at the same time: this must really be a unanimous yes.
I walk a little further and I get to Serena who is busy writing an e-mail while talking on the phone
