Tom's Resignation From Said Reality

Tom walked into his living room, and sat on his couch. He brushed dust off of his brown polyester suit. He looked at the folding table in front of him, or, more of the matter, Tom looked at the bottle of red hot sauce on the table.

"Sir, I regret to inform you, that I must resign." Tom looked down at the white carpet in shame. He waited many moments before saying, "It's not the company really, it's me." Tom waited a bit longer, "I just can't handle the pressure anymore! I must resign from Reality Incorporated."

Tom stood, and silently walked to the kitchen. He heard the phone ring, right as he was raising a bat to the blender, which caused him to have a sensation to put the phone inside of a microwave. When he picked it up, however, a man started talking.

"Hey Tommy! How are you feeling?" Boomed Doctor Philips. Instead of responding, Tom burst out laughing. He let the phone drop to the ground. Tom thought the phone's idea was a great one, so he imitated it by falling to the ground, laughing.

Tom kept laughing and laughing, until of course, he passed out.

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Tom awoke in a strange place, on a strange bed, in a strange room. He surveyed the area, and saw nobody, except for Doctor Philips, who was sitting in his chair, smiling cheerfully at Tom. Although he was happy to see a familiar face, all Tom could think about was, "Does this many never stop being cheerful?"