🐺Walking with Valentine🦄2
The Job
Arrival at today's job location.
Valentine works part-time for a service provider. He never really knows what to expect. Most of the time it's the annoying stuff nobody wants to do.
Alright, first put on that beanie and pull the sleeves as far as possible over his fingers.
A quiet 'fuck', he forgot his gloves.
One of those days where he just hates his life.
Valentine checks his phone again to see what exactly he's supposed to do here. He usually gets his jobs this way and rarely ever sees the clients in person.
The description says 'winter maintenance at the old ruins' … great, he thinks. Everything is white and buried under a thick blanket of snow. What this place really needs is a snowplow, not one guy with a shovel. He's frustrated already.
Okay, it does not help, he has to start. He turns to the ruins ...
The cold makes him need to pee. Another 'fuck' - maybe this is one of his most used words these days.
He finds a bush, dense enaugh to hide him for a moment. When he comes out again, he sees the warning sign … uh. But whatever, nobody saw him, and the wild animals here don't ask for permission to pee either.
The tools should be at a certain place and his job is to clear the paths behind the ruins from the heavy snow, because tomorrow they want to set something up there for an event.
He begins to shovel away the snow from the places where he thinks a path runs underneath.
But this feels like a sisyphus task - he tries his best and at least he gets one walkable way done.
Looking over to the ruins and the warm mood in which the spotlights bathe them makes him think how much more comfortable it would be to stand on that side of life and be a guest at that event tomorrow.
Turning around, exhausted ...
He spent about two hours doing it and his fingers are as cold as icicles … he's tired … in every way.
So at least he's trying to give himself some positive vibes about this shit. He believes in his future and in his talent and that he will achieve his goals.
He sits down on one of the ice-cold park benches and looks over to the ruins.
One day nobody will be able to say he didn't work hard for it and maybe one day he won't be the one shovelling the snow here anymore, but part of the team that takes care of this place - invited as someone who helped to protect and restore these ancient ruins, not as the guy freezing outside with a shovel.
Soo tired … just a moment …
he lies down on the park bench and falls asleep in the cold ...
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