A JOB FOR THE BOYS -by Linda Angel


The interview scene was typical: one besuited man, one potentially impressive woman, one office.

“You know there’s an easy way to – let’s say … fastpath this whole process, right?”

“What are you suggesting?” 

“Well, I find you rather … endearing.

“Are you serious? What year is this?” 

“I’m just saying, that’s all. Letting you know how it is around here. We are more likely to accommodate those who are prepared to grant certain – liberties. Favours.”

With the birdflip of a finger, and without a further word, Andrew followed his you-can-shove-your-fucking-job-up-your-arse face out the door. 



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