Monday
Pedro Poncho arrived at the Bazzingo front doors for his interview, so excited at the prospect of being employed again! It had been six months since he was out of a job. Thanks to government cutbacks and various political decisions he was made redundant from his I.T job.
But that was the past and this was the future. He promised to give this interview all he had, he was out to impress. And so he walked into Bazzzingo, a bingo company that was doing relatively well. He passed through the threshold and found an empty reception area.
A few chairs, a desk and a TV were in this small area. It seemed claustrophobic. Pedro heard a whirring and noticed a camera following him. He was on edge.
He looked around at the reception area, the place had an overpowering purple decor, everything was purple from walls to chairs. It was like someone vomited this bright purple colour everywhere!
Pedro started to mutter to himself”Its a bit purple, bit of a shit hole as well..”
As soon as Pedro finished the last syllable a member of the Bazzingo hall staff appears out of nowhere, apparently camouflaged by the purple walls. His uniform was the same colour!
“A shithole you say? Not very nice! hmm well never mind that, what do you want? hmmm” the man/woman stated in a slight drawl.
Pedro was taken aback “well…err…hello? I’m here for the interview…” he stuttered.
The person changed his tone and took on a pirate accent “ahar! I knew it, a new victim eh lad eh? ahar, and I suppose you be liking a cup of tea me hearty? ahar!”
“why are you talking like a pirate?” Pedro was losing patience. He kept quiet waiting for an answer.
There was a short uncomfortable silence until Pedro had to say something.
“ah never mind, I would like a cappucino” he said irritated already by this person.
The employee began to mock him “ooh a cappucino for his lordship.” The voice went from pirate to serious “listen son we don’t like arrogant people here, my names Gretchen. Watch it or ill cut yer balls off.”
“but…” Pedro interjected.
“and we don’t like people making fun of us” Gretchen kept on.
“but…”
Gretchen ignored the interruption “so do yourself a favour…”
As Gretchen was about to finish the telephone rang, three loud rings that echoed through the building. Gretchen ran to it like his life depended on it.
“Hello?!” Gretchen asked impatiently. He keeps eyeing up Pedro whilst listening, he scowled and grinned. His/her face Co rotting with emotion.
“Ok, if you say so. Your the boss, i’ll let him know.” Gretchen slammed the phone down hard.
Pedro went to walk out the door thinking the telephone call was telling him the position was filled. Besides his first experience of this place was so bizarre he wanted to go.
A high pitched scream followed him “And where do you think you are going?”
Pedro held his ears, that voice! He turned around and stuttered “Oh, i thought.. That the boss had decided to not have an interview.”
Gretchen scowled at Pedro “You’ve got the job mate, manager says he saw you on CCTV so there ya go.”
“Really?” Pedro was shocked.
“Nah, you can go, im only joking.” Gretchen grinned hard. Another uncomfortable silence ensued.
“Oh ok, dont really wanna be here anyway.” Pedro was getting angry now, this creature was so bizarre.
“Damn it! I was kidding around ya can start tomorrow. Now fuck off you nubble.” Gretchen scowled again at Pedro, he waved him off impatiently.
Pedro exasperated “Fuck sake! Have i got it or not?!”
“Yes! Oh you are feisty! They will make a meal of you!” Gretchen said in a very camp voice. He turned his back on Pedro and disappeared in the camouflaged wall.
Dany Slone 