[ WP ] You get up and get to work late , but you find that you 're already there , sitting in your chair .

This is the story of a man named Stanley. 
 
 Stanley worked for a company in a big building where he was Employee # 427. Employee # 427's job was simple: he sat at his desk in room 427 and he pushed buttons on a keyboard. Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk, telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. This is what Employee # 427 did every day of every month of every year, and although others might have considered it soul rending, Stanley relished every moment the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for this job. And Stanley was happy. 
 
 And then one day, something very peculiar happened. Something that would forever change Stanley; something he would never quite forget. He had arrived at work 15 minutes later than usual due to heavy traffic and was eager to start his day when he noticed the door to his office was unlocked. Puzzled, Stanley opened the door and was greeted by the sight of another Stanley, who was sitting at his desk in room 427 and pushing buttons on a keyboard. Never in all his years at the company had this happened, this complete confusion. Something was very clearly wrong. 
 
 Shocked, frozen solid, Stanley found himself unable to move for the longest time. But as he came to his wits and regained his senses, he walked over to his doppelgänger and tapped him on the shoulder. 
 
 This is the story of another man named Stanley. 
 
 Stanley worked for a company in a big building where he was Employee # 427. Employee # 427's job was simple: he sat at his desk in room 427 and he pushed buttons on a keyboard. Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk, telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. This is what Employee # 427 did every day of every month of every year, and although others might have considered it soul rending, Stanley relished every moment the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for this job. And Stanley was happy. 
 
 And then one day, something very peculiar happened. Something that would forever change Stanley; something he would never quite forget. He had been at his desk for nearly an hour when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Puzzled, Stanley turned around and was greeted by the sight of another Stanley, who was standing in room 427 with a confused look on his face. Never in all his years at the company had this happened, this complete interruption. Something was very clearly wrong. 
 
 Shocked, frozen solid, Stanley found himself unable to move for the longest time. But as he came to his wits and regained his senses, he got up from his desk and stepped out of his office. 
 
 As Stanley watched Stanley exit room 427, he wondered what in the world was going on. But just as he was about to say something to the duplicate, he heard the all to familiar beeping of his computer letting him know another order had come in for him to follow. For the first time, Stanley *regrettably* sat down at his desk and got back to work, hoping that the monotony of pushing buttons would help him focus and process what he had just seen. 
 
 As Stanley walked towards his boss's office, he wondered what he did to get fired. It was obvious he was being replaced, that much was certain. While he accepted that his boss must be doing what is best for the company, he was curious as to why his replacement looked exactly like him. Stepping into his boss's office, Stanley was stunned to see Stanley sitting behind his boss's desk. 
 
 
 

