Gummy

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Just another cog in the machine, were you?
Well, not anymore. Welcome to the afterlife, my friend! Every one of us has to die, but don't think that death will be an escape from servitude, my dear patriot, oh no. All of us have to pull our weight even when our bodies are mere skeletons.
Follow me for a number and a position. We will give you purpose now, dear worker, you will learn to categorize and put the living in order. Until every plant and animal on this planet have crumbled into dust and dissolved upon the wind, our employees will be hastily working - and now you with them!
Have a handful of paperwork, get yourself suited up at your new desk. Don't make eye contact with your fellow workers, some of them have met particularly grisly ends, and are a nasty sight. But you'll learn to fit in soon enough, as long as you are hard working and dedicated.
Just treat each day like it will last forever (because it will!) and you'll get through the work in no time.
If you have any questions, I will eternally be here, my newest victim of bureaucracy. Make sure that your suit is clean and your mind sharp, when I come to call on you, and don't forget to always wear a smile.
You should be more ambitious, my friend! Death is only the end if you're unproductive. Leave the rest to the living or you will be crushed by the competition.
Although if you do get crushed, make sure to pick your pieces up and come back to work the next day, my dear. Let's not dillydally now!

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