'A job paid and money was useful.'

That was Jenny's little motto she'd used since starting her first day here at the Entfernt Hotel. The place wasn't a dump or anything just, well, quiet.

It wasn't some five star venue from Vegas so not many people came by. Not many visited Brighton, Michigan of all places anyway. Most people here had been here for generations and that was where most people left it. That's where Jenny left it too–she never really looked too much into it.

Most of the time she spent working was usually just messing around. Or sleeping, but she had to be careful doing that unless somebody caught her. Nobody would really care though, she trusted that, except maybe her boss. Jenny's boss was sort of a pain.

Her other moments were spent either watching whatever came on the TV sat in the lobby, doodling silly faced little figures on napkins, or listening to music on her cassette player. The job paid fairly decently so she didn't have much room to complain. There wasn't much to complain about regardless, aside from the boredom.

Today she decided to doodle absentmindedly.

Jenny didn't really consider herself an artist. Hell, not even a good drawer period, but she could make a mean stick figure. Drawing a pretty cute dog was easy too thankfully, because Jenny liked dogs. She'd tried to emulate the Peanuts' art style lately but it really just always turned out looking pretty disturbing.

And so, she propped her cheek in the palm of her hand, slouched in her chair behind the front desk, and doodled away. Maybe she would try and draw her boss again–the last time it turned out pretty funny looking, she could probably pull it off again.

At least she got a pretty nice employee discount on the rooms here; it turned already dirt cheap weekly prices to practically nothing!

She just had to abuse it sometime.

Sometime she would.

Jenny was going to turn into a potato if she kept at this mind numbing dead-end job.

"Pshhhh...Jesus this is boring...."

Blowing raspberries was pretty fun too though.