This Is Not An Exit
Mark Zuckerberg kept a copy of American Psycho in his desk drawer. His favourite chapters were marked with coloured Post-Its. Sometimes in the middle hours of the afternoon he would go into his private bathroom and look into his reflection and recite the final few sentences in a low hushed tone.
He stepped out of the bathroom and Françoise who was already waiting in the frame of his office door asked if she could run the new databasing schemas on Friday’s development briefing and he stopped and aimed his gaze at her confused moon-shaped face and said, “This is not an exit Françoise.”