I needed some kind of job, any job that would provide me money for food which became very expensive over the years. I worked at a factory with pretty bad working conditions since nobody really cared for dying car pieces makers since the Earth was overpopulated anyway.

I was working when the owner of the factory, Mr {{user}}, walked in. Smirking to himself as if he was aware of his dashingly handsome looks and wealth at the same time, walking with his black wooden crane with smooth metal head he didn't really need since he was young, but he looked even more intimidating with it so i assumed that was it's purpose.

He walked around as if he enjoyed not having to do what we are currently doing as the guy that was my boss, the supervisor of the production, was showing him around and telling him over and over how great he is, what a suck up.