Stuart [sitting in a chair, reading a letter]: Dear Mr. Saunders,
Thank you for your job inquiry of the 31st. We gave it great consideration. | |
[letter, continued]: Unfortunately, you lack the qualifications we're looking for. It's probably best; you wouldn't have been happy here. | |
[letter, continued]: I hate it here myself...they treat us like slaves. I want to leave but they...NO!! NO! STOP! AAAAXXFJKK#?! | |
[Stuart hunches over in his chair, sweating, looking around nervously, and stretching the letter] | |
