The sign in the window says: "Offering Jobs to Non-Humans Only." Oh my God, I think as I trudge along the street, walking and walking to find an employer that will hire a human. It's been three months since the big outsourcing plan was put in place at Microsoft, three months since I'd even seen the inside of a corporate building. I let out a deep breath, watch the cold smoke seep from my lips and spread out into the Chicago air. What if I never find a job again? "Hey, watch it!" a voice bleeds into my ear. I blink to clear the haze out of my eyes and notice that I've run into someone. Sorry, I say to the alien - I'm not sure what planet he's from - and move back from the inside of his coat, taking my hands off his blue-coloured chest. "I didn't..."I stop all of a sudden and look down at the tips of my fingers. "Paint... ?"
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