With a defeated sigh, ex-college professor Paul Trilby faces the downward spiral that is his existence. After his wife and three subsequent girlfriends dump him, and he loses just as many jobs, he's sure he's a pawn in some vast conspiracy. Now working as the most over-qualified temporary typist in Texas, he faces the daily grind of the offie, with all its snarky bickering, abrasive personalities, and fluorescent lighting. But something else is going on behind the battleship-gray veneer. Ceilings are warping. He's hearing voices. He may be losing the only thing he has left--his mind.