Saturday May 14, 2016
The Canadian Census
“If you have completed the checklist in station three, you may move on to station four,” said the voice. I didn’t recognize it, but it sounded somehow familiar. I stood up, my legs sticking to the red leather chair. I should’ve worn pants. Who wears shorts to something like this, anyway? “Don’t judge yourself too harshly,” said the voice, and I almost responded aloud and then reconsidered. Station four had three small cat figurines and a hard boiled egg. “What am I supposed to do?” I asked. “Play,” said the voice.