[Sammohini Arc] Working Through Sickness

“You look sicker than normal.”
The younger furniture mover reclined in her seat, cradling her dark-orange water bottle.
“Yeah. I feel it, too.”
The older mover readjusted his faded red cap and looked over.
“Maybe you should go home?”
She looked pale.
“My nausea is tolerable, headache manageable… and I need the hours.”
The older mover started up the truck for their morning route.
“At least it’s a short run. We should be back by 11.”

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[Sammohini/Chaos Arc] Good at Moving

Two furniture movers arrived early to their final stop: an upscale, downtown high-rise office building in upper Eville. Their customer, a pink-haired fashionista in bicycling gear, met them at the loading dock. “Alright! My new desk! Cool! Let’s sign you two in before heading up.” She guided them inside, talking while occasionally walking backward. “You’re Jim, right?” They shook hands. “Yes, ma’am!” “And a young lady mover?” She tried hugging the quiet mover. “How cool!”

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[Sammohini Arc] Dumping Jade Table

“Welcome to the weekend shift!” “Thanks.”
Jim continued. “They run a different ship on the weekends. Not the busy work you’ve seen during the week. More ah the high dollar work, or sensitive jobs. When folks haven’t paid their rent on these units, we dump everything we don’t want.”
The crew hauled out an old storage unit from the back of the warehouse.
“Anyone want this jade table?!” Ruckus shouted out. Jane spoke up. “Sure.”

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[Fiction Practice] Covered With Artificiality

“Yeah, and I can even cover it with artificial grass.”
Why did she tag along for this car buying adventure, again? Jim was often musing aloud as he drove the delivery truck: “If we go in 50/50, I’ll fix it up, we can sell it, split it 50/50, and we’ll get some quick cash.” It was boredom. Open mic was full tonight.
“Would we need to… mow it?[1]”
The seller took the snide question in stride.
“Actually…[2]”

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[Fiction Practice] The Old Guy

“OK, Jane. We have time for one more question.”
“What’s the successful candidate look like in this role? What should I focus on to prevent myself from being unsuccessful?”
“Well, lemme tell you about the old guy. What a lazy bum! Couldn’t do nothing! He couldn’t understand anything we’d give ‘im! We’d tell him repeatedly how to do his assigned work and he’d seem to just forget! Stay away from the guy you are replacing![1]”

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[Fiction Practice] Why’d You Leave?

“You know, this can be hard work, but at the end of the day, it’s not too bad. We’re not diggin’ ditches or doin’ brain surgery.”
“Yeah, beats retail.”
Jane, and her driver buddy Jim, were headed to their first delivery on a cold morning.
“But you know somethin’? You’ve got more brains than all a’ us. You should be goin’ places.”
“Yeah, should.” She slouched in the seat and continued reading her technical book.

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