BTW, WTF do they want? And how much $ are they paying?
I guess the job market is looking brighter these days. People are talking about minimum wage not being so minuscule and unemployment rates are holding steady, if not inching down. That’s good.
Maybe that’s why my mind wafted toward jobs in this week’s 100-word flash fiction post as part of Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers writing challenge.
Wait just a minute, Girly. I didn’t pop over here to read some boring economics lecture.
Don’t worry. I think you’ll like this one. It’s different. Not a bit of dialogue in it. It’s not even a story. And I tried to keep it on the light side this time.
Have I got you curious?
This week’s photo prompt comes to us from Claire Fuller. She’s a regular contributor to the Fictioneers.
I had a dickens of a time trying to figure out this photo. What do you make of it?
Position Available Immediately
Central Data Coordinator: To organize, manage, review, protect, fabricate, destroy, and otherwise manipulate permanent records of all American citizens and foreign nationals as instructed by operatives of WAG (We Are Good), a wholly independent umbrella agency overseeing the US government.
Skills: exquisite attention to detail, ability to follow instructions without considering consequences, complete discretion, works well while being recorded.
Requirements: US citizen, parents US citizens, and all grandparents US citizens; welcomes brainwashing/intensive training; must love red, white, and blue; loners and cat-lovers preferred. Female and minority applicants are encouraged to apply, but we all know that’s pointless.
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A bit cynical for me, I know. But these flashy fictiony challenges tap into secret parts of me…or maybe they invite in a different kind of muse. A feisty muse. Oh dear.
I may be adorable, but I’m rascally, too. If you don’t watch out, I might surprise you…
