On Harry's first day he was met at reception by Geoff- a burly fella, dressed in a dark suit, with a swint eye and a slight wobble to his walk. "Hi, Harry, here bright and early I see, eager to start huh". Harry nodded, trying to disguise his utter contempt for his new position. As they strode down the hallway they passed cubicle upon cubicle dressed in beige with men and women to match. The florescent strip lighting gave off a grey glow that blanketed the room and seemed to rest on the shoulders of the employees. The desks flowed on and on farther than the eye could see and telephones rang off the hook, a ring that caused a pain just behind the right eye. They stopped in front of a particularly dull, dejected individual as Geoff beckoned Harry to take a seat. "Well, here we are. Get comfortable. This is Bernadette, she'll show you the ropes. Welcome to the team". Geoff staggered off, leaving Harry to stare at his new supervisor, a spectacularly ugly woman with a twitchy eye. The telephone on his new desk sounded a monotonous call. Harry glanced at Bernadette who nodded at him to answer the phone. "Hello...Council Tax" he said with a sharp sting in his head.