Life and Amnesia

Part 13

The next day, after a family breakfast, Rambo and Randall went to the shop together.

Rambo explained what Alex was like. Randall needed to model that image and he was going to be fine.

"But what about your co-workers? How do they act around me?"

"They are still curious about you, but they are a team willing to help anyone out that needs it. Just be polite and you'll get the respect and treatment that you want. They don't care that you're a reptile. They just want a member of the team they can count on. Surely you can do that?" Rambo said.

"Of course. I know how to be a team player. When others give me a chance."

"Just do what we talked about and you'll be just fine. And get used to being called Alex."

"Yeah."

They got out of the truck and went into the shop. Rambo showed him what to do even though he did know how to work on machines.

From inside the office, Mr. Yates, saw Rambo and Alex come in like usual from the past few days. He saw how they interacted as friends. But he really wished he had more information on this new lizard that he had hired.

Yates had looked up Alex Nicks' name, and he came up with nothing. But Rambo had told him of his state that he had amnesia and didn't know where he came from. So this was just a stalemate. He would have to leave it at that.

He saw the lizard worked on machines like a pro, so he must have had experience from somewhere. But it was hard telling without the knowledge of his history.

For Randall, working on the cars was fun. He was putting his knowledge to machines in a good way. And he did find he was getting along with these new co-workers. They all had a sense of humor at times to make time pass when there were no cars to be worked on.
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Things went well for the next many days. That was, until an inspector came to check on the employees who worked there. He had standing up eyes and tentacles for legs. Two arms that held a briefcase. Reddish brown skin.

Each employee was to be checked out in an interview on their perspective on the job and they needed ids too, to show who they were.

Randall noticed that each employee was asked to come into the office with Yates and this visitor.

"What's going on, Rambo?" Randall asked.

"This inspector comes by every year to hear our perspective on things. And interviews us."

Randall swallowed. "I'm not sure I can."

"Oh, darn it! I completely forgot!" Rambo hit his face with his hand.

"What?"

"We need to get you a photo id. And we never did do that yet."

"That might be trouble for me. Some places require papers, and I don't have papers anymore." Randall said.

"They call us alphabetically. But since you're new, you may not get called in at all." Rambo said.

"Would be nice."

But it wasn't to be. When Randall heard the name of Alex Nicks be called, he took a deep breath and went in to the office and they shut the door. Rambo had tried to go with him, but it was one employee at a time.

Rambo hoped Randall could answer the questions.

The inspector was looking over Randall's Alex file.

Randall was so nervous.

Yates was also examining the lizard. He saw he was twiddling his hands. Signs of nervousness.