Scenes from a Job Faire
Minion, type 4.
Aye, times are tough for you types, ain’t they?
Well, the paycheck’s still coming in, but the writing’s on the wall.
New guy, isn’t it?
Yeah. A real go-getter.
All show, no go?
Oh, he’s got the right stuff, for sure. Quite frankly, we’re outclassed. Gotta be honest.
How’s he doing that?
Well, first of all, he flies! I can barely slither, and here he comes flying? Can’t hold a candle to that!
How’s that happen?
I’m guessing the Twilight types left a few bits of research lying about, and the Temple had a look.
That’s a right shame, it is.
Well, at least I have time to find a new gig.
Well, right. What’s your qualifications?
Well, I studied in the twisted nether. Majored in Hit-and-run Tactics and Ignoring Masters’ commands. Picked up a nice Disco spec in Karazhan and romped around Northrend for a while. Spent most of my time recently in Shadow spec questing about. Seen Alien about 1,344 times and it keeps getting funnier EVERY SINGLE TIME I see it.
Hm. Yes. Very good. The computer’s coming up with some nice candidates.
Great! What you got?
Well, we got this walk-in part in Westeros that pays pretty well.
Cold there, isn’t it.
That it is. Hm. Do you have a hairnet?
I don’t have hair.
Right, that would be a no. How are you with numbers?
Um, not bad.
Right. Okay, luv, I’ve got a few options here.
First, we have several entry level openings in the food service industry.
That’s not really my gig, though.
Exactly right, I thought the same. So, we have several middle-management openings in the Banking industry to do with Derivatives.
I have principles.
Oh, that is unfortunate. Well, there’s one other possibility other than Oblivion, but I doubt you’d like it.
I’ve an open mind, lay it on me.
It’s in your field of expertise, but it’s a huge change of pace.
Come on, out with it.
Sorry, sir, of course. Was just trying to prepare you.
I am prepared.
Warlock minion. Type 2. A promotion, actually.
I was not prepared.
Sorry, luv, I tried to soften the blow.
I do appreciate that.
… Think they’d waive the hairnet?
I’m sure they would.
Well, let’s get the ball rolling then!
Right, sir. I’ll need you to sign here …