He sat back and folded his hands. The orientation program continued. Occasionally it would require a flick of his fingers, but otherwise, it was completely boring. His mind wandered as he watched and just when he thought it would be over, it would continue. Finally, a bell overhead rung. A clamor of people stood and marched towards the exit for lunch. His screens froze and a large "Lunch" flashed across them. Jack ran his fingers through his hair as he stretched. This was no way to ...