A mediocre man (this is repeated so0o0o0o many times, for why?) has a crap job, and the apocalypse becomes monotonous after you have lived through it for a year, plus folks don't form emotional attachments to others because everyone is always on the move, so bye!

This book is boring. A boring zombie book, I didn't know that was possible. I was pulled it at the beginning by all of the words I didn't know and had to look up: charnel, interregnum, bivouac, moribund. But then the plot never took off and I recognized that Whitehead was choosing to show the zombie wasteland through the lens of a working peon who is emotionally dead because of the horrors of the world. When that sunk in I abandoned looking up fancy nouns and adjectives so that I could quickly move through this novel.

The last 50 pages are pretty good, it's when the main character comes out of his haze (the man actually internally acknowledges this) and is propelled into action. The payoff of the end was not worth wading through the first 250 or so pages.