Codex Silenda is a book about an
apprentice in Leonardo da Vinci’s
workshop who encounters puzzles
that act as traps to capture spies that
might try to steal his work.
The hand-crafted, wooden book is
only 5 pages long, but you can’t
read it unless you solve the puzzles
that are built into every page. Source
I’m on register at work:
~waits patiently behind counter with absent smile until a customer walks close enough and/or shows necessary amount of interest
~has a set script of prompts in my head to follow during transactions
~cheerful yet non-descript customer service voice and can repeat same exact tone infinitely.
~breaking from prompts or skipping through parts may cause minor glitches, such as accidentally repeating the same prompt again or completely skipping necessary ones
~absentmindedly tends to my area using the same five or so actions in a continuous loop until new person arrives
~Abnormally knowledgeable in my craft
~wears same outfit every day
~Nothing unusual phases me
~walking away and coming back is like a brand new interaction. I have little to no memory of you
This explains more than I’m comfortable with about my time as a receptionist.
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