IC: Average Joe Seattle Options

[Large Mike]

Finally, after a bit of farting around, everyone arrives. The dealership is much nicer that anything you've seen before.

The sparkling clean floor is entirely covered in the most recent, most Sota, most badassed bikes you've ever seen. Crotch rockets and highway bikes, even some quads, they're all here. The detailing on each and every single one of them involves precious metals to some degree. There are at least sixty bikes, all said and done.

The snotty looking Japanese man in the best suit here walks up. Disguistedly, he says, "You must be the moving crew. Please move your truck around back and take them out the loading docks, I'll not have you scaring the customers." It's enough to make you want to slap that stupid english accent right out of his mouth. But no, you can't do that. You need to pay the bills, and you'll be needing the money from this job.

[Nikoli]

Jimmy pulls the truck around to the back and parks it at the loading docks.
"Alright, everyone be on your best behavior here."
Jimmy hops out and opens the back door.

[gobogen]

Gino drives the truck to the indicated location and gets out of the vehicle.

[Herald of Verjig...]

Cyril gets out and looks over the cargo. He takes a moment to estimate how well they will fit, and then proceeds to start loading the bikes.

[Large Mike]

It takes two trips to do it safely, and although this could normally be done in 4 hours, tops, it takes ten, what with that damned English Japanese guy being so obsessive about the bikes. "Watch it, wankers, if you scratch the paint I'll have your jobs." Man, that guy deserves an ass-kicking. Finally, you get them into the warehouse, and stacked up nicely. Each has its own protective blanket and they have to be far enough apart that if one falls it won't domino, but the job is finally finished.

All in all, not bad for a days work.

Then Leroy comes down "Guys, I have an announcement."

He paces a little, stops to speak, paces a little more, runs his fingers through his hair, and then finally spits it out. "We can't afford to keep you. I'm sorry, guys, but we're going to have to let you all go. It was a tough decision to make, but it had to be somebody, you understand?"

[gobogen]

"What!? No!

"You can't do that to me. I'm one of your most loyal employees. I've been in this company for more than 7 years, you can't fire me like you would throw away an old pair of socks! Mr. Leroy, come on, you can't do that to ME. Think about it carefully, I'm one of your best drivers."

[Digital Heroin]

Johnny'd seen it coming. Of course he hadn't wanted it to happen, but he'd seen it coming. He grunts when Gino starts to protest rather loudly, and mutters something, although he mutters it loud enough the drawf'll easily be able to hear it.

`You're just steamed 'cause no one else'll ever hire your sorry ass...`

Of course he doesn't really mean it, well, not entirely, but he's a bit angry right now. Right he should be, the company's obviously got no idea what a good tech's worth these days.

He clears his throat, and sits up a bit in the chair he was slumped in.

`We at least getting two our two weeks pay?`

He'd been fired from enough jobs to know the severence deal.

[Fresno Bob]

"Well fuck.", Sid says, not finding any words to better suit the situation.

"I guess that bit about work picking up was bullshit, then? Or maybe it applies to the other teams...", he says, getting a little pissed.

He briefly considers cursing out Leroy, but he's not really that angry.

"Like Johnny said, we getting any severance?"

[Nikoli]

"Guys, don't make it tougher. Leroy doesn't want this, St. Jude knows he wouldn't want to do this. Let's just get out of his way and go get a beer."
Jimmy goes to his locker, retrieves his pack and helmet. He eye's Leroy, silently warning him to not make a liar out of him.

[gobogen]

To Jimmy's comment, Gino doesn't move a quarter of an inch. He is determined to try to keep his job and will do as much as he possibly can to try and convince Leroy to reconsider. When he sees that there is no more hope, he will stop.

[Herald of Verjig...]

Cyril seeks out a matrix access jack, plugs in, and attempts a quick scan of job listings as he watches Gino's attempts to change the situation.

[Large Mike]

Leroy looks generally saddened. "Actually, we're only keeping Yolanda, Brandon, James and Earl. Everyone else is getting let go, and I'm not even sure if we'll be able to give them enough hours, frankly. We may have to shut the place down in the next two monthes here. It's rough all over, you know that." Leroy places a hand on Gino's shoulder comfortingly "I'm really sorry."

Cyril doesn't find a great deal for work. All the listings he sees have been up since the last time he was job-hunting, so they've doubtless been filled long since.

[gobogen]

Gino is very saddened, seeing that there is no hope of keeping the job. Leroy is not responsible, he can see that the guy had to do what he did. Still, he's angry.

"I guess you had no choice, but I can't believe that this company is actually going out of business. I've been here so long and now it's gonna end just like this? Damn it! I wanted to keep this fucking job. Fuck that. I'm getting out of this shithole if that's how it is."

He kept cursing on his way out of the room.

[Digital Heroin]

Johnny would be looking for a tech job right about now, but he's been looking every day since he got to this company. He had search programs filtering pretty much all the time back home. It was fruitless.

So he's got nothing better to do but sit here, and enjoy one last soycaf. Might be the last time he'll get real sugar in a while.

`No severence then, I asume?`

[Fresno Bob]

Sid leans back in his chair, drinking from his mug of soykaf.

"Well, tough times dude. Sorry to hear.", he says. He finishes off the mug and stands up.

"I guess I'll go then. It's been real.", he says, then walks out, pausing when he gets to the door.

"Hey Johnny, wanna go get some drinks?"

[Nikoli]

Jimmy heads out the door, planting his helmet on his head and triggering the RT to it's normal, non-work patterns. He kicks on the bike and revs it a bit.

[Digital Heroin]

`We hoofin' it today?`

He's all for a drink right now. Hell, he's all for getting completely wasted. He's just got to get back into his gear, and clean out his locker, so to speak. Johnny's half tempted to jump back into the company's host one last time, and do a little redecorating.

[Fresno Bob]

"Nah, we'll take my car.", Sid says, clicking his keychain and unlocking it.

"I know a bar you might like. It's called Drag's Hole. Gets pretty violent, though, so watch yourself."

[Herald of Verjig...]

"Mind if I join in on the bar run?"

[Digital Heroin]

Deciding against the vandalism of the host, at least for now, Johnny starts to replace each of his piercings. Nice shiny chrome, all of them, it's a metal jungle out there after all.

`You kidding me? I can handle myself Sid, null sheen.`

In short order he's out of his work shirt, having donned a tight black muscle shirt to show off his tats. He slides back into his leather, loads up his pack, and replaces his yellow lensed work shades with mirrorshades. In short order, he joins Sid in heading out to the car, taking a moment to look back to the place he'd expected to work at for at least another few months.

[Fresno Bob]

"Hell no, Cyril. The more the merrier. Lets just stop at my loft so I can change first.", he says. He gets in the car and pulls out of the parking lot.

"You know, that was the first job I actually enjoyed...Hey, now that we're clocked out, wanna go kick the piss out of that prick down at the dealership?", he says as he leaves the JMS Moving building in the dust.

He pulls into his apartment's carport, and gets out. He heads inside and opens the door of the rickety elevator, and once everyone gets in, he sends it up to the top floor, where he gets out and opens up his apartment.

"Yeah, this is home. Not very nice, but its spacious. We can't stay too long or some people will show up, wanting to hang, or something.", he says, and heads to his mattress. He strips off his work shirt, and gets a sleeveless black shirt from the pile of clean clothes near it. After that, he goes into the bathroom and re-waxes his mohawk, then sprays it to solidify it. He goes back out and gets pen and a slip of paper and writes

Dear Jill,

Got fired. Went drinking. Be back later.

Love, Sid.

He places the note on the table, then turns to his two guests.

"Alright, let's go.", he says, heading back out to his car.

[Digital Heroin]

`Why settle for just beating the piss out of the jackass... why not vandalize the bikes?`

He's been thinking of it since they were fired. Well, ok, since Sid mentioned the prick.

`I mean, we don't know where he lives offhand, but we know where the warehouse is.`

[Nikoli]

Jimmy peels out, heading for the Drag Hole, once there he finds a stool at teh bar and waits for the others.

[gobogen]

Gino gets right out of there, takes his car, and rolls down to a nearby bar, the Drag's Hole. He gets a beer and chugs it. A few minutes afterwards, he sees Jimmy come in as he receives his second beer and goes to sit next to him.

"Eh Jimmy, I didn't expect to see you here, but hey, we're in the same boat so I guess you need a drink as much as I do. You want a beer?" says Gino as he turns to ask the barman for one more if the answer from Jimmy is positive.

[Nikoli]

"Yeah, I'll take a beer. Thanks."