Where is the manager?

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Where am I? What does it mean to say: the world?...
Who tricked me into this whole thing and leaves me standing here?...
Why was I not asked about it, why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought from a peddling shanghaier of human beings?
How did I get in this big enterprise called actuality?
Is there no manager?
To whom should I make my complaint?

From Fear and Trembling by Søren Kierkegaard

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