Jul. 7th, 2012 10:53 am
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[There's a woman in a sweater dress angrily tapping a couple pamphlets against the leg of her chair. By all appearances, she's seated in the office of a real estate agent. Angrily, angrily sitting. The fact agents seems to be nervously fluttering around in the background rather than going in the room or asking her to leave might have something to do with the guns strapped under each arm.]

So, I’m just gonna jump in here with a what the shit. I’ve put up with a lot of crap in my day, alright? I’m not even going to start on the joke of this lack of a health care plan, but let’s talk 401k for a minute here. Though, actually- while I’m on the topic- let’s sum it up to say that’s what all of this is. A joke.

I know it must be real hard work and all, dragging fully occupied, highly specialized individuals away from their life’s work to play shoot ‘em up with the goddamn Predator or the Sith....or...wait, shit, I had someone comicsy for this... Still, though. Would it be that much more difficult to fit it into your busy schedule and pull in their life savings and medical records with them? Hell, credit scores even. Really? That hard? Do you even know what a bitch it is to get the kind of apartment I’d live in without any references?

Just. Nice planning there, City. Really, really nice.

[Heaved sigh. Then she half turns back to actually read the pamphlets  before suddenly snapping back to the comm and reaching out to press a few more buttons.]

Encrypted to James Bond )


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