You Do Know That the Problem Is Actually You?A Dystopocon Anthology, Book 7Fifteen stories about the modern condition, mostly bad jobs, worse meetings, and the quiet suspicion that maybe, just maybe, you're the problem. Cody Poston is back with his seventh anthology of workplace absurdism, tech-culture satire, and the occasional story that's just... nice. He's not sorry about the whiplash. Inside, you'll meet Gerald, a laid-off accountant who lets an AI chatbot named Marcus handle his entire job search, only to discover his top résumé skill is identifying bicycles in CAPTCHA grids.
You'll tour Manager World, "the most functional place on Earth, " where a burned-out dad gets emotionally ambushed by an animatronic hippo and a PowerPoint-themed roller coaster. And you'll meet Kory, who paints koi fish that carry real memories, and learns the hard way that some things paint themselves. Between the satire, there's sincerity. Between the absurdity, there's something true. That's kind of the whole point.
Seven years and seven anthologies in, Poston's still writing the stories he probably shouldn't say out loud. You'll relate to at least one of them. Possibly to your own discomfort.
You Do Know That the Problem Is Actually You?A Dystopocon Anthology, Book 7Fifteen stories about the modern condition, mostly bad jobs, worse meetings, and the quiet suspicion that maybe, just maybe, you're the problem. Cody Poston is back with his seventh anthology of workplace absurdism, tech-culture satire, and the occasional story that's just... nice. He's not sorry about the whiplash. Inside, you'll meet Gerald, a laid-off accountant who lets an AI chatbot named Marcus handle his entire job search, only to discover his top résumé skill is identifying bicycles in CAPTCHA grids.
You'll tour Manager World, "the most functional place on Earth, " where a burned-out dad gets emotionally ambushed by an animatronic hippo and a PowerPoint-themed roller coaster. And you'll meet Kory, who paints koi fish that carry real memories, and learns the hard way that some things paint themselves. Between the satire, there's sincerity. Between the absurdity, there's something true. That's kind of the whole point.
Seven years and seven anthologies in, Poston's still writing the stories he probably shouldn't say out loud. You'll relate to at least one of them. Possibly to your own discomfort.