Frank Jakubzik

It starts with boring visits to relatives, on a crowded commuter train, at the shelf with the sorted-out books in the entrance area of the city library or in the rain in front of the door to your house. Then one thing leads to another with seemingly imperative logic: in worlds that are ever so slightly removed from the ordinary. Only so far removed, however, that we have no trouble recognising...

Everything begins with a sigh that is as ubiquitous as it is usually ignored: the »mid-level« employees of the IT company McWorthy suffer silently from the impositions of their job. They can never be sure as to where they are and where they are (or should be) going. The only means of self-preservation: escape into the irrational. The first class upgrade becomes the sole purpose in...