You're being worked to the bone every single day and you feel it's unfair, so, against every instinct you have, you submit a complaint to DR (Drone resources) and have a meeting scheduled with a higher-up in the company. You walk in, and she's waiting for you, and stares at you with a steely gaze.

"So. You had a complaint about your working hours."

She laughs at you mockingly, before quickly going back to her intimidating stare.

"As if you have a choice. You do what we say like a good little Worker Drone until you die, or you get disassembled, or get restored to your factory default settings."