(by LemmySmackett)
"Hey man, I haven't seen you in a minute. What are you up to these days?""Been on that grind, bro. I got a new gig.""Really? You found a job in this dog shit economy?""Full time, full benies. And the pay is insane.""That's great to hear, man. Let's fuckin' go!""Let's fuckin' go.""Hey, maybe you can hook me up? I'm sick of this retail bullshit." "Well—""If I gotta stock one more shelf at CostGro, I swear to God—""It's a competitive position. And you need a degree.""Come on. I just got my G.E.D.""That's not—""Just tell me what you're working in, bro. Maybe I can come on as an intern.""Demon Safety."
"*Demon* Safety?""You know: fiends, pookas, yokai, boggarts—""Wow.""The occasional cambion.""Sounds intense.""It is. But it's fulfilling work that makes the world a better place.""That's inspiring, bro.""And the pay is insane.""And you're sure they're not hiring?""Oh, they're hiring. They're just not hiring you.""Damn.""Sorry.""So like, what, it's a security-for-hire deal? You stop demons from terrorizing people?""Well—""Cause if it's a bouncer gig, I got experience from the local county fair bounce house.""No, no. The opposite, actually.""Opposite?""My job is to summon as many demons as I can, as fast as I can—""Uh.""—and to make them as terrifying as possible—""Uuh.""—in the name of Safety.""Right. Okay. A few questions."
Continues here, by the Twitter user LemmySmackett.
(by LemmySmackett)
"Hey man, I haven't seen you in a minute. What are you up to these days?"
"Been on that grind, bro. I got a new gig."
"Really? You found a job in this dog shit economy?"
"Full time, full benies. And the pay is insane."
"That's great to hear, man. Let's fuckin' go!"
"Let's fuckin' go."
"Hey, maybe you can hook me up? I'm sick of this retail bullshit."
"Well—"
"If I gotta stock one more shelf at CostGro, I swear to God—"
"It's a competitive position. And you need a degree."
"Come on. I just got my G.E.D."
"That's not—"
"Just tell me what you're working in, bro. Maybe I can come on as an intern."
"Demon Safety."
"*Demon* Safety?"
"You know: fiends, pookas, yokai, boggarts—"
"Wow."
"The occasional cambion."
"Sounds intense."
"It is. But it's fulfilling work that makes the world a better place."
"That's inspiring, bro."
"And the pay is insane."
"And you're sure they're not hiring?"
"Oh, they're hiring. They're just not hiring you."
"Damn."
"Sorry."
"So like, what, it's a security-for-hire deal? You stop demons from terrorizing people?"
"Well—"
"Cause if it's a bouncer gig, I got experience from the local county fair bounce house."
"No, no. The opposite, actually."
"Opposite?"
"My job is to summon as many demons as I can, as fast as I can—"
"Uh."
"—and to make them as terrifying as possible—"
"Uuh."
"—in the name of Safety."
"Right. Okay. A few questions."
Continues here, by the Twitter user LemmySmackett.