We’re not actually very together my husband and I. I’m sure you understand. The other night, I told him I’d have an affair, if I could. It’s not as if he wasn’t forewarned.
Have you had affairs?
Not yet, at any rate. How about you?
I’m not with anyone.
Why ever not? Why aren’t you with a philosopher? Kitten, for example.
We’re friends. And she’s mostly gay.
Io?
She’s with someone. It’s a long distance thing. She’s Finnish.
Philosophers should really go out with philosophers, don’t you think?
And organisational managers with organisational managers … Which would make things very incestuous. Interdisciplinarity, philosopher. That’s what it’s all about …
It’s very easy to be with you, despite everything. Ease itself. Just like breathing. It’s so easy to talk. To say all these things I don’t usually know how to say … I mean, do you think I usually talk like this? To … my … fellow … organisational managers? Well, I don’t. I don’t just talk into the night.
Is the world actually worth saving? Can you be bothered to save it? Aren’t there better things to do?
Like what?
Like … hanging out, philosopher. Like fooling around. Like romance …
What would your husband say? Would he think it was good for Organisational Management philosophy relations? Interdisciplinarity, and all that?
Don’t laugh at him.
What does it hear when it listens to us? What does the AI understand?
It’s supposed to be learning.
Learning what?
How to contain us. How to manage. How to organise.
It won’t succeed, you know. It can’t understand what we’re saying. It doesn’t get romance.
Is that what this is – romance?
This is not yet romance. Not yet anything. We’ve hovering at the edge of …
What?
We’re between … something and something …
Work in Progress 