sorry been busy. And wasnt sure how to write this out, so will put it in short story mode.
Part 1: The Offer.
The Alarm goes off. Looking at the clock, it's 5:30 am, on the dull dirty alarm clock. Get up to shut it off.
Standing there in the dark cold room.
"Oh Boy" he thought to himself. "Another Day of fun fun funnnnnnnnn in the Hell center."
Turn on the computer, 15 minutes to to glance at the usual sites. 10 minutes to get ready. Back out to the dark and the cold. Usual demons on the toll roads, trying to kill each other with their cars to arrive a minute or two earlier than the other guy. "i probably almost die 20 times a week on here"
Long cold walk to the building. Security guy Grimaces as i walk in, and then looks away so he doesnt have to bother with saying hello or anything that would be considered friendly.
Into the dreary desks to begin to make hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of calls.
I could write what the day is like but it looks something like this, and every day is exactly the same so there is no point in elaboration:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7my1G0TrwT8
heading home, rinse repeat of the morning routine.
"oh Yea, better check the mail. Why do we have these trailer park mail boxes again?"
checking the mail in the car. "Bill Bill Bill Bill" reading out loud "To our friend at such and such address" (bursts out laughing) Just some random marketing trying to sell me another thing i will never be able to afford.
And Then . . . . . . . .
It fell out, between the other useless junk and garbage. An envelope addressed from THAT Company, that everyone has heard of , that everyone uses. "huh they send mail now?" "The fuck is this?" thinking to himself. "Oh yea, i applied for the warehouse position, probably want me to re apply or something"
fumbling opening it up out of curiosity.
Dear Mr. Anon,
I've been watching you for sometime now. Your talents and abilities i think could be a great addition to a project that we are working on here. Please contact me immediately about the position I have available for you.
Mr. Famous Name
local number in the down town.
Ok, who ever pranked me with this one. it is SO ON. half tempted to just crumple it up right there. But, want to call the number just for a laugh and see how far they want to carry this prank.
Stuffs folded envelope into shirt pocket.
Rinse and Repeat of Another work Day.
12:30: "time for my 10 minute lunch break" "Oh Yea, the letter, this should be good, bet its to a strip club or something"
dials the local number.
"MR FAMOUS NAMES OFFICE" The serious person on the other end of the phone said. "is this a recording?" he asked.
"NO THIS IS NOT A RECORDING" the person said. "Can I help you!?"
"uh uh uhhhh im Mr. Anon."
"Oh!! Mr. Anon! Mr. Famous Name has been waiting to hear from you! Can you get in here in an hour?"
"uhhh uhhhh im uhh at work though." Looking around the dreary empty hallway. Have to be back at my desk in 5 minutes or i get yelled at.
"No Mr Anon. Mr Famous Name NEEDS TO Meet with you today!" the person on the other end isnt use to hearing no or not getting their way.
"Uh Ok fine, i will be there later today i guess"
what the hell, he thought. Mr. Hell Center Boss, uhhh im sick, i need to leave. The Hell Center Boss: usual angry expression, angry grimacing. "FINE , guess you can make up the work volume tomorrow and stay late"
heading for the downtown, well this should be good for a laugh i guess or a funny stor,