Classrooms Around Campus, All Day Saturday

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday, and that meant Career Day! Unbeknownst to all the students who had taken the career placement test, Fandom had apparently conspired to place them all in workshops that didn't quite fit the answers they gave for their tests. The island was tricky that way. Not to mention that the workshops that the island had planned were somewhat different from the workshops an ordinary school might offer on Career Day. As in quite a lot different.

So the classrooms all around the school were filled with visitors from off-island and island alike, all of whom had been led to believe that they would be teaching eager-minded groups of students, excited to learn about their prospective careers. This assumption was not necessarily accurate.

[[up early early early for timezones! wait for the OCD or puppies will die. the puppies are safe now.]]

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Re: Working for a Genius

[not-wolfe.livejournal.com]

"The bad stuff doesn't happen all at once. Some days I don't even pester him about the mail needing responses," Archie shrugged, determined to not upset the poor kid. He probably didn't even know what year it was. "And some days I have to leave the house before I hit him. Even if it means skipping roast duck for dry corned beef on toast."

Archie did feel it only fair to add, though, "He does have to put up with me, too. I have my own rules. Like I said, you gotta make some or they will walk all over you and you will lose any respect."

Re: Working for a Genius

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

"That's okay!" Hank told him cheerfully. "I don't have any self-respect!"

Re: Working for a Genius

[not-wolfe.livejournal.com]

"Well then. May I suggest a career as a member of law enforcement?"

Re: Working for a Genius

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank sneered derisively. "Pfffft. Do I look like a donut-muncher? I'm heading for bigger and better things!"

Just what, he wasn't really sure.

Re: Working for a Genius

[not-wolfe.livejournal.com]

Sure he was.

"I hope he finds pot-rot on all of his Miltonia."

Re: Working for a Genius

[i-am-the-rat.livejournal.com]

Hank had no idea what that meant. He hazarded a guess, though. "Uh... Drugs are bad, okay?"