THE BASEMENT is a warped tale of modern office life and romance as told by a narrator suffering from hypoglycemic induced confusion.
In hindsight it really goes back to my hatred for standardized testing. I'm in my 30's. I didn't think I'd have to take another test that required me to fill in some bubbles on a sheet of paper. When they handed me a test at the Institute, the one that you keep reading about in the news, I didn't take it seriously. I filled in the little bubbles to spell out, “I wanna be sedated.”
The job was easy. I didn't really have to do anything and the only hard part was listening to the call center staff answer each phone call with, “Thank you for calling Information Central. How may I help you?”
Then Micah entered my life and seduced me with her escort and psychoanalytical services. It was only later that I learned that she based our relationship on my test score.