‘Barely average, your numbers. Not good enough.’
I shouldn’t give in to my anger and I know it.
‘With all due respect, sir, my numbers are bang on average.’
The body language of his bodyguards changes – subtle movements, meant not to alarm. One of them will have a hand on his firearm.
‘And average is not good enough. Government policy is government policy.’
A policy that doesn’t make sense. A policy that sets everyone but the best up to fail.
I used to be on board with the official line. But what self-respecting statistician could get behind everyone above average?
Story 24 of 31 for Story A Day May – today’s prompt is genre and of course I’ve gone with dystopia.