[ WP ] In the future , governments uses a supercomputer to calculate the perfect job for everyone , at which they can brings out maximum contribution for the society . You just got a letter that says your perfect job is `` STAY AT HOME AND AVOID ANY INTERACTION WITH OTHER PEOPLE AT ALL CAUSES . ''

Their was a long pause after reading the letter. I looked up at my parents as they stared at me in shock and mild horror. 
 
 `` At all costs'' I said meekly breaking the silence. `` They..they wrote it wrong.'' 
 
 `` Oh for f! @ #'s sake'' I heard my father say as he walked up and out of my bedroom. My mother followed suit with a blank expression. I followed behind her as she walked out the door, but her sudden and swift closing and locking of the door kept me inside my room. Keeping my ears to the door I overheard an arguement erupting outside. My mothers crying and my fathers yelling were the only things I could hear. 
 
 `` We failed honey..we failed...'' I heard my mother wimper and wail to my father. `` I ca n't believe it, I ca n't f @ # kin' believe it!'' My father exclaimed. `` It's no wonder he has to be kept indoors. It's no wonder he ca n't lead a normal life...'' I heard him say in suprisingly soft tones. `` Our boy's doomed to leeching off others, with no thought of originality or..or... simple moral deceny...'' 
 
 Their was a long silence. 
 
 `` We're going to have to accept it'' my father said breaking the veil of quiet. 
 
 `` Our son is a grammar nazi.....'' 
 
 EDIT:'irony' masks lazy writing.
