Page ##: Nov/07/2014

A normal, boring day. 

It WAS a normal, boring day. 

The courier that decided to stop by was unexpected. I've seen enough law shows to know not accept the package of a courier without asking where it came from. I'm not getting some sort of surprise summons for something I probably didn't do.

Lo' and behold. There's some weird offer for work. Not just for me, but for Heike as well.

The Ultor Corporation.

Their website is pretty plain, but it seems to be all "hush hush". Even when it comes to the "job description" that they are offering us.

It's probably some weird sort of timeshare offer, but we could use a free toaster and some cheap shrimp cocktails while a guy in a bad Hawaiian shirt tells us about our dreams.

Heike isn't completely on board, mainly because she googled the location of our "interview" and said it was some sort of warehouse in the middle of nowhere.

... Whatever. Free toasters.

-Yvonne "We take a shot every time they say 'Paradise' " Schmitt