The small apartment had only one functionless piece of decoration: a gaudy customer service award hanging from a nail that had long been painted into the infrastructure in a prominent spot in the living room. “Employee of the Month: Jane Lanyard, IT.” She couldn’t miss reading and re-reading it as she spoke on the phone with one of the few recruiters that might occasionally reach out. “We know transportation has been an issue for you…”
What do you do on a lazy Sunday afternoon with the family? Especially when geographically distant families visit, like Trishna’s family along with Trishna’s boyfriend John during one small arc early into the overall narrative of “The Story?” Probably what most families do: watch a sports game and catch up with the family! During a recent outing like this, I found one dynamic particularly interesting, which might happen in all families, including with Trishna’s family:
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“Thanks for the lesson yesterday afternoon, Hank! I, uhh… have a question for you, if you don’t mind, about…” The recently-hired computer helpdesk technician paused after self-doubt made her realize she’d been rambling. “No worries. Please, feel free to sit down. I’ve got a minute. What’s up?” She looked around, found the guest chair in Hank’s cube, politely sat down, and flipped open her large notepad to a section that had a circle around it.
It’s past 6 PM and the view of the parking lot was just as stale for Jane as it had been three hours ago. The studio apartment was cluttered with a cheap brown couch that had a broken pull-out bed, shaky desk for a computer, a cheap dining table with three mismatched chairs, and an acoustic guitar collecting dust. She hadn’t been outside all day, other than four times to smoke on the balcony, reading erotica.
The freshly-graduated technology student went to bed early in anticipation of her first day working at Eville Medical, a dream job for her, yet the excitement kept her from falling asleep as easily as normal as she thought about who she might meet, befriend, and what new adventures might unfold. Vast pastel vistas unfolded into a picnicking hillside with puppies, imaginary animals, and her beloved– Her alarm clock went off. Time to go to work!
The clock on the dashboard of her truck read 9:23 PM as she pulled into a parking stall in the run-down apartment complex on a Friday evening after a long work day. Jane, a former computer repair technician currently picking up hours moving furniture, had been awake since 3:30 AM for a full day of work. All she could think of as she parked her truck was making sure not to crash before crashing on her couch.
The two friends sat in an empty cafe just outside a side road leading out of town. “I’ll tell ya, Jane, now that I’m off the phones, it’s really something different! The work’s harder, sure, and more competitive, but the freedom you’ve mentioned is nice.” Jane stayed quiet, chewing her cod sandwich, as Sammohini kept chatting. “But I miss the ease of helpdesk work. If you don’t know it, add your notes and escalate it!”