I was watching 666 News in the living room, listening about all the available new turf in hell. My mother was making dinner in the kitchen. She came and sat next to me as dinner was in the oven. "How long have you been sitting on your ass watching this?!" My mother asked. I looked up at her from watching the TV, "Not long." I respond back. "When are you going to get a job and move the FUCK out!?" My mother raged, tearing me from the couch. "How many times do I have to tell you, shit bag?! I'm looking, I'm lookin-" I couldn't finish my sentence, an break was underway and a ad for employment opportunities at the 666 news station. It was Katie Killjoy, she was making the announcement.
"Here at 666 News, we are looking to expand out family! We are currently hiring producers, meteorologists and directors! Please call 666 666 6666 to enquire and book for an interview! We welcome everyone with open hearts!" Katie Killjoy's eyes lay off the teleprompter, thinking the ad was over. "Ugh, that was f*ckin-" before a "Please stand by" covered the screen. "Maybe that is what I need mum?" I asked her, when I think of my dream job, working on a news station didn't come to mind, but I need to get a job before my mum goes haywire.
It was the next day, I waited for the clock to tick to 9am, that's when the news station opens and I can phone them about an interview. I waited a few minutes before dialing the number in on the phone. "Hello, 666 News Station how can I help you?" A voice greeted. "Um, hi. I'm y/n and I would like to enquire about a possible interview for a producer role for 666 News? Are there any available times?" I asked. "Uh, let me check." The person replied, I could hear them flicking through a note book or something. "I can do 9:30am tomorrow?" I was free tomorrow, so I accepted. "Sure, that suits me, thanks, bye." I hang up.
I put the phone back and wandered around the house looking for mum, she was in her room putting lip stick on. "Mum, I got an interview tomorrow, got any advice?" I asked. "Yea, yeah okay! Just get the fuck out of my room, I'm going out tonight with this really nice guy I met on Tinder." My mum said, my mind went blank remembering all the guys she dates. "Didn't you go out with a guy last night?..." I asked. My mum didn't look away from the mirror to face me, "Well that didn't work out! He just wanted fuck and was gone, poof! UGH, PIECE OF SHIT!" My mum threw her make up brushes against the wall.
I left mum's room, she was having a mental breakdown...
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