FNIA: Heart within the heartless

A new job, a new life

"When you have your entire life's dream in the palms of your hands the world feels full of possibilities, nothing can stop you now, and even more fantastic dreams are made up.

Unfortunately life isn't always that great, that illusion I had when I finally got my masters degree in bio mechanical engineering faded away faster than the money I used in order to get it. I was so stupid.....thought like anybody else that the moment I got that little piece of paper my future was set.

That's the funny thing school doesn't tell you about, just because you're qualified for the work doesn't mean the work is guaranteed. Its only been six months since I graduated and It's felt like years. Spent the first three looking for a job in the bio mechanic field under all the big names.

Texas arms and legs, New York's helping hand, even California's RL, but once my money was starting to run out on month three I gave up looking for just that kind of job. I got offered a job at Mcfarmers, then I realized rent combined with other expenses was more then what I was making. So I got another job working at the pizza crack, and worked myself down to the bone for three months straight.

Down side to doing that is you end up exhausted, and when you fall asleep on the job that ends up getting you fired. Now here I am talking to my computer screen in this expensive ass apartment, as I use it to look for a new job, and tell it my life story to make myself feel better."

Marcus is a young man in his late twenty's, he has a nice set of black hair, brown eyes, and a handsome face despite his nerdy appearance. He's currently sitting on his chair as he looks around his bare, and clean apartment. It's not some shabby hole in the wall, and the only reason it's so empty is because he doesn't have any furniture beside this fold up chair.

He does have a bed, but it's just a mattress on the floor. "Thanks for listening I guess." He sighs tiredly, closes the computer, and notices the stack of news papers that have been piling up by the door. "Might as well throw those out, and get to bed." Marcus continues to talk to himself as he takes out the news papers.

  "Who even sells news papers anymore? We have smart phones for a reason, they just released the iPhone XX, and people still buy newspa-." His sentence is cut short as one of them falls off the pile on his walk to the trash cans out back.

"Son of a-." He throws the others into the recycling bin, and goes to retrieve the paper off the floor. That's when an ad in the paper catches his eye, a help wanted ad for Freddys anime convention greets him, and he picks it up to read it.

   "Huh, I remember this place from back in high school. Can't hurt to see what the pay is, let's seeeee.....night shift.....SIX HUNDRED A WEEK?!..... ANDDDD a two hundred bonus for doing weekends?!!!!" He quickly rushes into his apparent to call the number on the ad, and as he waits he once again talks to himself.

"Old way of putting up ads, hopefully no one has seen it yet." He waits patiently as the phone rings several times, but just when he was about to give up someone answers.

"Hello, Freddy anime convention how can I help you?" The man who picks up sounds older, mature, and has a ruff tone to his voice.

Marcus gives himself a little shake to focus on the task at hand. "Oh! Hello, I'm calling about that help wanted ad you had in the paper?"

"Help wanted ad?....ohhhh yeahhh forgot about that, honestly surprised anyone looked at it! But uhhh yeah we're still looking for a security guard. When can you come in for an interview?" Without thinking Marcus immediately responds. "When's the soonest you can have me?"

There's a long loud creak of a wooden chair before the man responds. "Welllll we just closed, and everything's done for the night. So if you can, you come over right now."