deep story nr. 163 | the rabbit and the hedgehog | by Rich Vom Dorf

In this heated mood, it was difficult for me to focus on my
actual task. I was already looking forward to mingle with the
raving crowd later that night. But first of all, many thirsty
throats were waiting for supplies. So I put a crate on my
shoulder and pushed my way through the crowd to the next bar.
There I was impatiently awaited. “It's good that you're here. I’m
worried about the beer supply. After this crate there is only one
more left. ” The bartender yelled in my ear. I understood his
statement as a hint to take my job a little more seriously. In
order not to disappoint anyone at my first event, I rushed
towards the pantry. The beer supply there looked even worse than
at the bars. Two colleagues were just grabbing the last crates
and grinning at me in a mocking way.
A little puzzled, I stood in the empty beer room for a few
seconds. Then the thought occurred to me that with such a large
location there must be several warehouses. So I went to have a
look. However, due to the dancing crowd, I couldn't really get
ahead very quickly. There had to be a way to cross the dance
floor faster. At that moment I wished that I was able to swing
across the hall like Tarzan on a vine. That would be a good show
too. Unfortunately, this daydreaming wasn’t really helpful to
solve my problem. Then I got the idea to use the catacombs. In
any case, that should be faster than plodding through the crowd.
Colleagues would stop mocking me when they realized that I was
always one step ahead of them.


Having arrived underground, my plan didn’t turn out to be that
brilliant. The corridors below the event level were winding and
misleading. It's unbelievable that we found our way so
effortlessly when we entered the place. Where, if I remember
correctly, we actually just followed the light. The people at
ComRa organized this whole thing damn well. I wished they had
thought out the beer supply equally well. Lost in thought I kept
getting lost in the labyrinth…