"Did someone drown your new kitten?" Lilith says to Francine, then pulls up a seat at the table Francine sits at in an otherwise empty Purgatory.
Francine looks up from her notebook computer and smiles.
"Still depressed over the job search?" Lilith says, brushing back a strand of her hair that had fallen in front of her eyes.
"It's worse than I imagined. There's nothing out there except work from home scams," Francine says, taking a drink of coffee, "If it keeps up like this, I won't be able to afford a refill."
"I think we could spot you one if it came to that. I'd hire you myself, but as you can tell from looking around, there's barely enough work for Eve and myself."
"Maybe I can get an employment lawyer and sue Yaws."
"That doesn't sound like my little Libertarian."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
"You don't want to deal with a lawyer unless you have to, anyway. They're all idiots."
"No sweeping generalizations here this morning."
"Trust me, it's true. At least that's been the case with every one I've had the misfortune to deal with. It's not that they're dumb, though some are. Most of them just act dumb to run up the bill. They never seem to be as interested in solving a client's problem as they are in draining a client's bank account."
"I know what you mean. It's the same thing with doctors. I'm always suspicious about how much they want to get me healthy when that means they'll be out of a job."
"Ditto for the police. Don't expect them to stop crime. Otherwise they'd end up on the unemployment line. It seems like everyone does the bare minimum and goes through the motions pretending they're not perpetuating the problem that gets them paid. It's no wonder this old world's got so many problems."
"Hmm . . . maybe I just need to create a problem and then convince somebody to hire me to solve it," Francine says, resting her chin on her hand.
Lilith laughs, "In the meantime, while you're creating a problem, how about seasonal help? Do you want to keep serving? Some restaurant's bound to be hiring for the holidays. Maybe even consider doing retail for a time."
Francine sticks out her tongue.
"Why don't you just take a week off and enjoy your free time? When else might you have this much time to yourself? You'll still be unemployed next week, but you'll probably have more energy for the job search."
"Lilith, the bills don't take a week off," Francine sighs.
Blog Love Omega Glee is a novel by Wred Fright about two bloggers who fall in love while the world falls apart, which is being serialized on his blog. To start reading from the beginning or read another installment, please visit Blog Love Omega Glee Central on WredFright.Com. If you like what you've read, or you've read all of Blog Love Omega Glee and want more Fright, then please read his first novel.
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