Friday, May 3, 2024

Microstory 2140: Booze and Smokes

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The nurse came by for one more rapid test to make sure that I was fully ready to go into jail today, and be around all of the other guests. The fungus is gone, and I’m fine. That’s not the only bit of good news. In response to my dedication even amidst the infection, and the time that I was in the prison ward, my employer has decided to give me a pay raise. It’s not much, and it probably replaces the merit increase that I would have gotten near the end of the year, but it’s still more money, and I’m happy. I didn’t even think about it. It’s not like I was trying to prove myself to be the best employee in the world. I just didn’t want to lose my job. Who knows how close the runner-up candidate was? They might have decided to cut their losses, and switch to that other person instead, because I’m so much trouble. I honestly thought that it was the bare minimum I could do since I put my bosses in such an awkward position just by applying, but I appreciate the gesture. I’ve had my eye on a few things that could make my life and job easier, like an extra monitor, or comfortable house clothes, so I may indulge now. For the most part, I’m not a big spender, though. I don’t waste it on booze and some people. What I often do with extra cash is buy more convenient food, like delivery, as opposed to something I have to prepare myself, like an animal. I should be careful, talking like that. The food in jail won’t be that good, will it? It’s not that bad, though, I’ll be all right. Have a good weekend, but I hope it’s bad after that, I guess?

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