| Subject: The wonderful world of of unemploym- Hey look a job! |
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Mirino Meritt
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Date Posted: 14:17:28 03/19/02 Tue
In reply to:
Mirino Meritt
's message, "Re: When a Meritt woman has spoken" on 11:25:08 03/18/02 Mon
Sitting indian style infront of her laptop, which is littered various cupid and heart stickers, Mirino cruises the jobfinder websites. "There has to be something better than minimum wage..." She sighs, "College should start soon, then I can get a degree for-" Her eyes light up as she starts typing faster. "Computer expert wanted for deskjob part-time hours 9am-3pm. Opening salary eight-fifty an hour!"
"This is the terminal you'll be working at. Here you'll monitor the calls and situations, on that big monitor is where all the techs report graph the city. So we know where we are most needed. Also if we don't get enough field technicians by next month, you'll be heading out with the regulars." A bit confused but awfully curious, Mirino follows the partially bald man. He leads her to a door with a picture of a female figure wearing a skirt. "I assume you know what this is, inside locker number nine you'll find you uniform. Here's your electronic key, you'll be using it to access your work area, your locker, and your computer terminal." She takes the piece of plastic and examines it from all angles. "Your supervisor is Nicky Harrison, the cream of the crop." A bit dissapointed she slumps forward dangling her arms.
"Why do I need someone hovering over my shoulder?"
"In case you screw anything up, the department won't pay for employee neglegance." He replies with the same stale look on his face.
"But I don't want some hormone driven male watching my every move." she says turning her head, putting her foot down, and crossing her arms. The tall man with his shiney forhead looked down on Mirino.
"Nicky is a woman." He grins as she stops moving completely. "Get to work, your late, and by the way my name is Russel Regime." She blinks once and lets out one vowel
"O"
Now dressed in her new uniform Mirino leaves the locker room with her hands holding down her navy blue skirt. She wines pitifully, "Damn perverts made the skirts too short." even though it is only six inches above her knee.
"Welcome to de Paradize Diztric polize departmant." A woman says with a french accent. She is only a little bit taller than Mirino and her long curley red hair bounces as she salutes the new cadet. Mirino kind of curtsees and waves, immediately realizing her error of letting go of her skirt. "I'm ze Nicky." She grabs Mirino's arm and starts running towards the terminal area.
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