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or ran, most or all of the clubs and causes in college, and yet shed found time to be committed to her courseworkto everything, reallywhile also, at any party, being the most likely to embarrass herself to loosen everyone up, the last to leave. The one rational explanation for all this would have been that she did not sleep, but this was not the case. She slept decadently, eight to ten hours a day, could sleep anywhereon a threeminute car ride, in the filthy booth of an offcampus diner, on anyones couch, at any time. Mae knew this firsthand, having been something of a chauffeur to Annie on long rides, throughout Minnesota and Wisconsin and Iowa, to countless and largely meaningless crosscountry contests. Mae had gotten a partial scholarship to run at Carleton, and thats where she met Annie, who was effortlessly good, two years older, but was only intermittently concerned with whether she, or the team, won or lost. One meet Annie would be deep in it, taunting the opponents, insulting their uniforms or SATs, and the next shed be wholly uninterested in the outcome but happy to be along for the ride. It was on the long rides, in Annies carwhich she preferred Mae to drivethat Annie would put her bare feet up or out the window, and would riff on the passing scenery, and would speculate, for hours, on what went on in the bedroom of their coaches, a married couple with matching, almost military, haircuts. Mae laughed at everything It was the shock of hearing such filth coming from such a sweet face. Did you always curse this much I dont remember that part of you. I do it when Im tired, which is pretty much always. You used to be such a sweet . Sorry. Im ing sorry Mae! Jesus ing Christ, Mae! Okay. Lets see more stuff. The kennel! Are we working at all today Mae asked. Working This is working. This is what youre tasked with doing the first day: getting to know the place, the people, getting acclimated. You know how when you put new wood floors into your house No, I dont. Well, when you do, you first have to let them sit there for ten days, to get the wood acclimated. Then you do the installation. So in this analogy, Im the wood You are the wood. And then Ill be installed. Yes, we will then install you. Well hammer you with ten thousands tiny nails. Youll love it. They visited the kennel, a brainchild of Annie, whose dog, Dr. Kinsmann, had just passed on, but who had spent a few very happy years here, never far from his owner. Why should thousands of employees all leave their dogs at home when they could be brought here, to be around people, and other dogs, and be cared for and not alone That had been Annies logic, quickly embraced and now considered visionary. And they saw the nightcluboften used during the day for something called ecstatic dancing, a great workout, Annie saidand they saw the large outdoor amphitheater, and the small indoor theaterthere are about ten comedy improv groups hereand after they saw all that, there was lunch in the larger, firstfloor cafeteria where, in the corner, on a small stage, there was a man, playing a guitar, who looked like an aging singersongwriter Maes parents listened to. Is that It is, Annie said, not breaking her stride, Theres someone every day. Musicians, comedians, writers. Thats Baileys passion project, to bring them here to get some exposure, especially given how rough it is out there for them. I knew they came sometimes, but youre saying its every day We book them a year ahead. We have to fight them off. The singersongwriter was singing passionately, his head tilted, hair covering his eyes, his fingers strumming feverishly, but the vast majority of the cafeteria was paying little to no attention. I cant imagine the budget for that, Mae said. Oh god, we dont pay them. Oh wait, you should meet this guy. Annie stopped a man named Vipul, who, Annie said, would soon be reinventing all of television, a medium stuck more than any other in the twentieth century. Try nineteenth, he said, with a slight Indian accent, his English precise and lofty. Its the last place where customers do not, ever, get what they want. The last vestige of feudal arrangements between maker and viewer. We are vassals no longer! he said, and soon excused himself. That guy is on another level, Annie said as they made their way through the cafeteria. 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She was known by all as effervescent, seemed incapable of letting anything bother her for more than a few moments. But she was also a doofus. She was gangly, and used her hands wildly, dangerously, when she spoke, and was given to bizarre conversational tangents and strange obsessionscaves, amateur perfumery, doowop music. She was friendly with every one of her exes, with every hookup, with every professor (she knew them all personally and sent them gifts). She had been involved in, ahead of anyone else. The range of the work being done was startling. They met a pair of women working on a submersible exploration craft that would make the Marianas Trench mysterious no more. Theyll map it like Manhattan, Annie said, and the two women did not argue the hyperbole. They stopped at a table where a trio of young men were looking at a screen, embedded into the table, displaying 3D drawings of a new kind of lowcost housing, to be easily adopted throughout the developing world. Annie grabbed Maes hand and pulled her toward the exit. Now were seeing the Ochre Library. You heard of it Mae hadnt, but didnt want to commit to that answer. Annie gave her a conspiratorial look. Youre not supposed to see it, but I say we go. They got into an elevator of plexiglass and neon and rose through the atrium, every floor and office visible as they climbed five floors. I cant see how stuff like that works into the bottom line here, Mae said. Oh god, I dont know, either. But its not just about here, as Im guessing you know. Theres enough revenue to support the passions of the community. Those guys working on the sustainable housing, they were programmers, but a couple of them had studied architecture. So they write up a proposal, and the Wise Men went nuts for it. Especially Bailey. He just loves enabling the curiosity of great young minds. And his librarys insane. This is the floor. They stepped out of the elevator and into a long hallway, this one appointed in deep cherry and walnut, a series of compact chandeliers emitting a calm amber light. Old school, Mae noted. You know Annie said, and it kept Maes mind off the meets, where she, unlike Annie, had to win, or at least do well, to justify the subsidy the college had provided her. They would invariably arrive minutes before the meet, with Annie having forgotten what race she was meant to run, or whether she really wanted to run at all. And so how was this possible, that this scatters and ridiculous person, who still carried a piece of her childhood blanket around in her pocket, had risen so quickly and high through the Circle Now she was part of the forty most crucial minds at the companythe Gang of 40privy to its most secret plans and data. That she could push through the hiring of Mae without breaking a sweat That she could set it all up within weeks of Mae finally swallowing all pride and making the ask It was a testament to Annies inner will, some mysterious and core sense of destiny. Outwardly, Annie showed no signs of garish ambition, but Mae was sure that there was something within Annie that insisted upon this, that she would have been here, in this position, no matter where shed come from. If shed grown up in the Siberian tundra, born blind to shepherds, she still would have arrived here, now. Thanks Annie, she heard herself say. Theyd walked past a few conference rooms and lounges and were passing through the companys new gallery, where a halfdozen Basquiats hung, just acquired from a nearbroke museum in Miami. Whatever, Annie said. And Im sorry youre in Customer Experience. I know that sounds ty, but I will have you know that about half the companys And she did not expect to see it again. How often, outside of the nineteenth century, outside a general store of the nineteenth century, does one encounter burlap Mae assumed she never would, but then here it was, all around her in this new Circle workspace, and looking at it, smelling its musty smell, her eyes welled up. ing burlap, she mumbled to herself. Behind her, she heard a sigh, then a voice: Now Im thinking this wasnt such a good idea. Mae turned and found Annie, her hands in fists at her sides, posing like a pouting child. ing burlap, Annie said, imitating her pout, then burst out laughing. When she was done, she managed, That was incredible. Thank you so much for that, Mae. I knew youd hate it, but I wanted to see just how much. Im sorry you almost cried. Jesus. Now Mae looked to Renata, whose hands were raised high in surrender. Not my idea! she said. Annie put me up to it! Dont hate me! Annie sighed with satisfaction. I had to actually buy that cubicle from Walmart. And the computer! That took me ages to find online. I thought we could just bring that kind of stuff up from the basement or something, but we honestly had nothing on the entire campus ugly and old enough. Oh god, you should have seen your face. Maes heart was pounding. Youre such a sicko. Annie feigned confusion. Me Im not sick. Im awesome.
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