pickyourmoments

Processing supervisor? Could promotions be any lamer? Sure, he’s been at the same temp job for five years, but that’s not the point. The point is that he hates this job.

“So, what do you say, Chandler?” Big Al asks, grinning widely.

What does he say? If he accepts this promotion, it would be like admitting that this is what he actually does for a living. He can’t just spend the rest of his life inputting numbers and worrying about the WENUS.

“And, of course, with every promotion, there’s always a raise,” Big Al says. He’s trying to bribe Chandler into taking this stupid job that he doesn’t even want. The only reason he’s even working here now is because Kip got him this job when he first moved to the city.

This job is the only job he’s ever had, Chandler realises. He was out of college for about a month before he started working here. He never worked as a delivery boy in college, or a fry cook in high school. He’s never even had a paper route. This is not what he ever saw himself doing as an adult.

... That’s a scary thought. He is an adult now, isn’t he? Mid-20s is definitely adulthood.

So why’s he still working at this crappy job that he hates?

“Yeah, Sir,” Chandler starts awkwardly.

“And it should go without saying that you’ll get your own office,” Big Al says.

Oh, god. An office? The sorts of men who work in an office are... the sorts of men his mom dates. Eurgh!

“I’m gonna have to say no,” Chandler says finally.

“I get it,” Al says. “You’re the sort of everyman who doesn’t want the people on his team to think that he’s above them in any way.”

Chandler laughs slightly. “No, uh, I mean I don’t want the promotion,” he says. “In fact, I think I want to... quit.”

That felt... oddly liberating. He walks out of Big Al’s office before the man has a chance to recover and bribe him with a company car or something.

God, that’s a really scary thought, and it gets Chandler practically running away.