“Just wondering, do I look h~hung ~o~ver?”
“Nah. Just tired.”
The two furniture movers were looking around a gas station for coffee and assorted junk snacks for their morning routes that dry Evillian morning.
“Go~od, be~cause~e,” she chuckled nervously, “I was o~out part-tying to~o~ late~ las~t n~night.”
“Wouldn’t have noticed, actually.”
“You s~should- join me next time. It’ll b~e fun~n.”
Jane subconsciously patted the small sobriety book in her jeans pocket.
“Thanks, but I’ll pass.”
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The cabin of the mid-sized furniture moving truck was nearly uncomfortably chilly on that sweltering Evillian afternoon. The slow traffic moved at a reasonable pace. The passenger, Jane, had her black jeans crossed so she could prop up a technical book about computers, while the driver, Jakov, kept one eye on the road while maintaining eye contact with the other eye.
“That reminds me of this awesome idea I have for the videogame.”
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“Hopefully they don’t have you counting each one.”
There were hundreds of blue packing peanuts spread chunky-thick across the back warehouse floor of Sneaker Transport.
Jane had just returned from an easy truck route that blazing summer to find Amund, an anxious new hire, on his knees. It looked like a box had fallen off a cart. Myriad peanuts violently spilled everywhere.
“Here, let’s get you cleaned up before anyone judgemental arrives.”
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“Make sure that these straps are tightened. We do not want this flappin’ load back and forth.”
“Done. Wanna check?”
“Go maith, Jane. There are no red cards at ‘all.”
The two furniture movers were just finishing up strapping down the last of their shipment at a bicycle shop in the blazing Evillian summer heat.
“I don’t wanna be jobless, Conaire.”
“Sea! The value of paper! We’ll faint at every opportunity for it, ceart?”
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“You used to work with computers, right, Doc?”
The two furniture movers were strapping down their load before a full day of deliveries.
“Why do this work, then?”
“It’s a long story, Andrius.”
They closed the lift gate and jumped in the midsized truck.
“We have time. Why not lemme know what happened, eh?”
“It’s not that exciting. I think I like doing this more. We’re paid to work, not to care about bull-“
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The most miserable people I’ll meet always have goals and no plans for achieving them. Large or small – whether it’s getting out of debt, buying a boat, getting a job, getting a better job, or finding happiness – I’ve found misery in people’s life perspective when their goal is impossible rather than difficulty obtainable. If my current big goal is writing “The Story,” centered on John [left] and Trishna [right], what goals are they focused on?
Spoilers?: Major…? (early plot structures)
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“My family, we are accountants. Am? No thanks. My body falls after two hours of rest!” The two furniture movers were chatting while pushing two carts up a ramp from a loading dock where they’d parked their truck. “I know what you mean, Sili. I don’t like looking at a computer screen for more than two hours.” “Haha! You’re very fun- funny, Jane!” They rang the faded door buzzer to deliver supplies to Eville Medical.
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