"You know what this survey's about?" Anders says to Michelle, the woman with no front teeth, who's sitting at a station opposite his.
She shrugs. "Maybe the teachers' strike," she says.
Anders realizes she must be right. It's early November, 1997 -- the strike has been dragging on for over a week. And the provincial government is starting to lose the battle of public opinion; simply that it has been holding off legislating the teachers back to work shows that it's scared.
Despite himself, like a true political junkie enzymes of excitement begin coursing through Anders's blood. It's like being a sports fan at a playoff: He wants to see what the final match up is going to be.
"The survey's number is 154," Jeremy announces. "This is manual dial. Please log on."
Anders begins reading the new survey. Any anticipation he experienced a moment before is evaporated by the sheer length of it; it contains over eighty questions.
"LOOK AT THIS!" Celia says. "THIS SURVEY LONG, JEREMY."
There are murmurs of agreement from her section of the room. Laura rushes over to quell the problem. She speaks to Celia, her voice inaudible.
"I DON'T CARE," Celia says. "THEM POLICY GROUP PEOPLE DO THIS ON PURPOSE. THEY DO IT LAST WEEK, TOO. AND WHAT ABOUT OUR HALF HOUR BREAK? WE WORKIN' FOR MORE THAN FIVE HOURS, WE'RE ENTITLED TO HALF ... AN ... HOUR ... BREAK."
"It's only fifteen extra minutes," Laura says. "You'll be paid for it."
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