Arrive at work

You drove to work, your mind racing at the possibilities. Many of those you worked with, or more in the same vicinity, were outstandingly smart. You weren't sure how to determine each person's IQ, but a lot of the men there had to have high IQ's. They wouldn't be in the job otherwise. Your job allowed you to choose where you work, though you just about always got called away to go somewhere else by the end of the day, so it didn't really matter. You could take a safe bet and work in one of the higher sectors, where only the smartest did their jobs. They were probably all guaranteed to have at least 150 IQ. However, they were all pretty rude to you and only saw you as a measly janitor. You could try one of the testing floors. Your job just about always had you there and the people working there were pretty nice. However, while intelligent, you ran the risk of talking to someone who was bound to be 129 IQ. Then you could go to the boss. While not attractive, he could probably point you in the direction of the smartest guys. However, that's assuming he gives you the time of day.

You arrived at work and signed in. You had to make a decision about where you'd work today.