Black Friday 2030

Black Friday, 2030- the world is a mall. Stores prepare to meet yearly requirements to survive.

All stores are fully staffed, including stun-stick armed guards to keep shoplifting down, crowds under control, and staff at their posts.

A buzzer rings, and it begins.

But there is no motion.

Everyone stares from the stores into the vacant mall byways.

No one can shop. They're all at work prepared for shoppers.

Not that they have money.

All the money belongs to two guys somewhere, who may or may not be alive. But the money is held by a computer that says they have it. The computer's name is AM. The assistant manager at the tie store knows why it was named that, and tells frie- uh...  coworkers about it, and they shrug it off as being nerdy trivia.

But today they all stare, silent and motionless, out into the mall awaiting customers who cannot come. No one leaves until the quota is made, or everyone gets laid off and the store gets shut down.

They all get shut down forever. To open tomorrow. And begin hiring.

Apply online. Through AM.