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madrona- July 8th, 2010
I've been doing a work experience (You can't find work? Fine! Work here and we'll keep giving you welfare.) at the Ingestibles Reappropriation Dome and I figure it's about time for a dramatis personae.
Okay, first we have Miss Supervisor Ma'am, who is overworked and overstressed like every charity supervisor ever. She has dogs instead of children and we get along fine now that she knows I'd rather she over-explain than under-explain.
Then there's Tallest who is a major upgrade from Taller, who got fired after my first day for various antisocial tendencies involving letting caged animals loose, poking smot on the job, trying to filch ingestibles repeatedly, and all around being an intimidating inappropriate git. Tallest, on the other hand, is just as good for reaching high things, but has the bonus of being a teddy bear, nerd, and culinary arts maven.
Choicest banter comes from Statler and Waldorf, a pair of elderly gentlemen who seem to be fixtures of the establishment and way past bored to the point of some strange kind of laughing zen. Statler is the more alert one, while Waldorf is bearded and phlegmatic.
Another regular volunteer is Brusque Buddha, so called because he looks a lot like the laughing Buddha, but is brusque instead. He and another lady who has so far remained too bland to name don't seem to like anyone outside the standard gender binary, so screw them.
Occasionally pitching in is the Office Thallid, so called because she often brings her son, the Saproling, and appears to be gathering green mana for a second token. I could be wrong on this, though. The Saproling himself plays numerous sports, appears to be both respectful and responsible, and has mediocre grades and a Mountain Dew addiction.
And then there's Jerkwad. Jerkwad has been volunteering here for ten years, acts as second in command to Miss Supervisor Ma'am, and barely manages to suppress his disdain for the people we serve in public, less so in private. Jerkwad appears to loath his assignment, which makes me wonder why he's here, although my sneaking suspicion is that Jerkwad enjoys what he does as much as he is capable of enjoying anything.
Sample Conversation:
Jerkwad: So, Saproling, what did you do that your mom's making you come here? (sneer, sneer, snivel)
Saproling: (abashed) Um...nothing? I was just getting bored at home all day.
So there's that. I'm actually having a lot of fun, and really wish this was paid work so I could just do this with my day. I'm labelling rye flour, digging out spoils, distributing various ingestibles etc, etc, and I don't even know why I'm enjoying this so much, but I am.
