The Game of Life Part 2
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Get a job
Health and Safety
wire rack (again!)
Hair Plugs (again)
Janowski punched his PIN into a cash machine. He didn’t understand why they had this new system of checking your bank account by hitting something. Sigh. Technology was always changing and he had only just got used to the betamax, the zx spectrum and the smack-my-bitch-up-a-tron. Sigh. Again. This time a sigh of relief. He had enough money in his bank account to go to Slutz Lap Dancing Emporia, owned by Stefan Dennis. He made his withdrawal and stuffed the money into his gentleman’s purse where he enjoyed the sound of paper and precious metals rubbing together satisfactorily, like the fluttering of cabbage leaves on Bobby Davro’s allotment. He coughed into his hand and sniffed to check his breath. It smelt of sulphur. Good. He smoothed down the hair plugs. He was good to go
Maureen shivered in the cold, flickering strip light of backstage and warily eyed the outfit that the dancers were provided with. “What kind of sick joint is this?” she thought as Stefan threw her uniform at her feet so she had to scrabble on the floor to retrieve the woeful scraps. Surely this must contravene at least twenty Health and Safety laws and many more taste and decency laws she mournfully sulked. She couldn’t believe the Staffing Agency had sent her here. But her dad needed a consevatory. He yelled at her “Get a Job“. He found it difficult to modulate the pitch of his voice. Maureen herself wanted to save up to buy 123 Bumming!’s new album. They were amazing at playing their instruments, and yet so attractive, she mused. As many do.
Slutz dancing emporia was starting to fill up. Stefan had been on the roof to adjust the satellite dish, and was now watching ‘The Udigowa Deal-The Movie’ on the Paul Robinson channel at the bar. He eyed Maureen up appreciatively in her outfit: a bikini fashioned from a wire rack.