Library, Monday

[intotheout]

Tip was trying to get actual library work done this week, she really was. But every time she focused on it, she kept seeing flashes of something dashing by out of the corner of her eye. She never saw what it was, exactly, and when she asked Bill he just gave her the bubble version of a shrug. It didn't matter if she was at the front desk or in the stacks. She tried just staring vaguely into space for a bit to see if she could track it down, but it only every happened when she was actually working.

"Right," she said. "Either there's a ghost in here who wants me to be a slacker, or I'm losing my mind."

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[intotheout]

Tip grinned at that. "Basically everywhere," she said. "Seriously, you can probably ask even if you don't see a sign hanging up. I worked at the post office for awhile after I got here."

Come to think of it, she'd never officially quit that job, had she? She'd just applied to work at the library and then eventually stopped showing up at the post office.

Oops.

[always_someone]

"Wait, that's it? No application forms, no interviews?" He paused. "Do they even care if you don't have any experience?"

Basically you just had to not be a total dick. And even that wasn't a dealbreaker.

[intotheout]

"Not as far as I can tell," Tip said. "I dunno, maybe you'll find the one person in town who wants you to have a bachelor's degree, but I doubt it. What kind of thing do you think you'd like to do?"

[always_someone]

Norman paused for a few seconds, thinking on that. What did he want to do? He didn't think for a moment that 'liaison between the living and the dead' was a viable job option, here.

"Helping people, I guess? Or on the complete other hand, something that doesn't involve dealing with people much at all..."

There wasn't much middle ground between Norman's penchant for helping others and his awkwardness around the living in general.