Test 11: Results...!

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A woman from inside notices me and points to my right, toward an intercom placed by the door. I ring the intercom and it emits a sound similar to a phone call.

"Yes?"

A feminine voice answers from the other side.

"Um, I was told to come here at 12:00... I'm supposed to start working today."

"Your name and ID?"

I confirm the details with her and the door opens. When I enter the building, they demand to pass my bag through a scanning machine. This is some heavy security right there, all I brought along are a bottle of water and a sandwich (prepared by mother).

Once the security hassle is over, I'm called to the counter.

"Before you begin, you must get your personal ID card. You'll also briefed about conducting yourself in the building."

I follow the woman as she leads me toward the elevator. She flashes a silver card in front of the elevator and a BEEP resounds.

In a few seconds, the elevator arrives and the door opens up.

"Good luck."

"T-thanks."

She flashes her card inside the elevator again and then presses "2" on the digital screen. All these exaggerated procedures are piling up stress.

Why would you need an ID card to control the elevator? Just how much of a control freak is this company!?

Floor 2 is filled with administrative offices of various types.

This is essentially where all the tiring paperwork is being handled, as well as where workers get their ID card. Luckily, they prepared the card in advance and I don't have to wait for it to manufactured.

"You'll have to pass this card in many places, so get used to carrying it around."

The elderly office woman advises me as she hands me my ID card. It's a silver card with brief personal info and a passport photo.

"Is there anything else beyond operating the elevator?"

"Indeed there is. You pass it to enter the building and you also pass it to exit."

"Hah."

"On top of that, you'll also need to pass it by your office to lock and unlock it. We hardly use keys inside the building."

"I see..."

It sounds like this company has an unhealthy dependence on these cards. Is there anything I CAN do in this building in case I lose the card?

I'm too scared to ask.

"Other than handing you the card, I'm also obligated to tell you about staying confidential"

"Hm?"

"You may already know this after signing the contract, but you are required to not share information about the company with external sources."

"Oh, yes."

I did sign something like that... I think. Mother took charge of the papers, I hardly got to read anything.

The woman discusses additional details about being confidential, such as not snapping photos with my phone. Eventually, she releases me from the lecture hell and tells me about my next destination.

"You are assigned to the 'Artificial Imprinting' department, that's on floor 6."

The name doesn't tell me much, but it sounds interesting enough.

"According to to what I was told, the one in charge of you is called Eric. You should go directly to him."

"Got it."

"Other than that, you should know that on floor 1 there's a cafeteria, in case you want to buy lunch. The company doesn't provide free lunches."

Mother prepared me a sandwich ahead of time, so I don't need to waste money here.

"These are all the floors you have access to: 1, 2 and 6. The others aren't relevant for you."

"I understand."

With that, my briefing ends and I leave the office.

I approach the elevator and mimic the woman from the counter. My silver card is properly recognized by the reader on the wall.

The elevator arrives after a couple of seconds. Once inside, I pass the card by another reader and click on number 6.

This is it.

The irrelevant administrative procedures are beyond me.

Now it's only me and the job.

Huzzah!



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