Karen F2201-09735471-G

Welcome to the info dump...

The situation for women in America is on the rise, or at least what they are led to believe. Karen is one of the believers.

What she doesn’t know, and most people don’t, is that certain secret societies make sure to allow females to rise every few decades to prevent societal stagnation, they have good ideas every now and then, and to enjoy their eventual and certain fall.

For those interested, let me explain the citizen ID number. F for female, the first four numbers explain the date born, then birth order for newborns in the U.S., and finally the letter, which could be B for bisexual, G for Gay, or S for Straight, depending genetic testing for sexual orientation at birth.

When a girl comes of age, her father has the option to **** her out his home, which most have been conditioned by society to do so if they have no influential value.

Women still do not make equal pay unless they are part of company that has more than ten full-time, part-time, or contract employees on their payroll. These companies must women partial nudity agreement and allow them to receive ninety percent pay a man makes for the same position, but are not required to offer a full nudity agreement for full pay.

A woman may not run or own a company nor take any position above junior manager or its equivalent.

The state that Karen currently calls home is one of the few that outlawed adult women wearing bras and panties before menopause over a century ago.

Most fossil fuels have been banned for civilian transport purposes, coal and natural gas power plants have been banned. Nuclear and renewable energy is the normal. Fusion power is still a dream despite some successful tests, the costs still not efficient.

Mars has a small U.N. run self sustaining colony focused on terraforming. They expect it to take centuries and have forbidden any form of real colonization.

Karen is a Shift Manager, one of three, at President Burger, which doesn’t really amount to much in the 23rd century. It is one of the oldest fast food chains, founded in 1953, if not the oldest. She is responsible for two employees, the drive thru cashier and cook, who basically stocks frozen food in the machines and assembles the product into something presentable. She managed to get her G.E.D. and is now the doing the highest job she can take at the company.

She has been at this particular franchise since her father kicked her out at eighteen. Her father basically gave up on her at birth when he found her to be gay. He had nothing against gay people, as many don’t during this time period, but he wouldn’t be able to use her to help advance his career. His fatherly instincts still made him pay for genetic improvements for enhanced memory, anti-obesity, and zero blood menstrual cramps, and then some natural breast enhancement injections during her anti-pregnancy implantation. He just focused more of his attention on her older and younger brothers.

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Now to the main story...

2226

‘What now? This has to be some kind of joke’

Karen had arrived for her shift to a burning building. She pulled into a neighboring stores parking lot since the other was occupied by a fire truck and its drones. It was hooked up to a hydrant with the truck sending water to hovering drones spread around the President Burger trying got put out the flames.

She found her boss, the manager and owner of the franchise standing with some employees, watching the flames. He didn’t say anything until the entire shift she was in charge of showed up.

He spoke up, startling some of her colleagues. “I don’t know what started the fire, and I won’t until the fires out and investigators make their determination. What I do know is that it will be probably be months before it can be reopened. That means you will have to find somewhere else to work. Harold, Karen,” Harold is the shift manager she preceding her.

The owner had them follow until away from the others. “You have both asked me about transferring to the regional corporation headquarters. I’ll see what I can do, but don’t give your hopes up, especially you Karen. I know you don’t like to hear it, but it is a mans world Karen and they want people that have the potential for promotion. Just...I think you should look elsewhere than fast food. Well...we can’t just stand here all day.”

He called everyone over and bid them farewell, telling them he would send their final pay to their debit accounts tomorrow, giving the few female employees a light pat on their rear before going back to watching the fire drones.

Since there was nothing she could do, she went home to her nice one bedroom apartment and started searching the net for a new job.

Three weeks later...

“Fuck!” She yelled out in her apartment. If she had bothered to even take any higher educational classes, she might have been qualified for a position that was an equivalent of her old job. But even if she did, all available positions on the job sites she explored had ‘men only’ under job requirements.

“I hate to say I told you so, but..” Her friend Jennifer was on the couch. She came over to watch the WNBA game with Karen and was currently munching on a celery stick.

“I was an assistant manager. There should be more options out there.” She complained. Her friend was having none of it.

“It’s your fault for not being prepared. I’ve been telling you for over a year to spruce up that resume of yours with some other skills. Anybody can be a shift manager, it’s basically just a waiting game for the next teenager to go to college.”

“Hey, I could have stayed there for years.”

“And isn’t that sad?”

“Hey miss secretary, it’s not like you have much room for promotion.”

“I don’t need a promotion. I’m hot! One day a man will take me away and I’ll get stay home all day.”

“Only if you land a guy with a good job. Wasn’t the last asshole you dated a plumber?”

“There is nothing wrong with plumbers.”

Karen got up from the computer at the table and sat beside her friend. “He was twice your age and had a gut.”

“And a wife. I know. But he was otherwise handsome. I could have been his second wife.”

“He would have expected you to have a threesome and you’re as straight as pole. Plus, there are sites out there where guys look for second wives. You met him on a hook up site.”

“Yeah...well. We’re getting off topic. Just pick a job and start at the bottom like everyone else. You’re still only twent-five. Just take an assembly line job. You could prepare frozen foods, or put together small items in the like.”

“No thanks. I don’t want to stand on my feet all day. You know I have back problems.”

“I told you to save up for the muscle enhancements for your spine.”

“I’d rather just have a sit down job.”

“Good luck with that. Even I had to go to school for secretarial training. Seriously, you need that enhancement now more than ever with those big H’s of yours. What was your dad thinking.”

“Hey! It wasn’t his fault they switched the shots. It was clerical error.”

“What do you mean? You just told me he was ‘only thinking for his little girls future when he paid for them.”

“I was born with B cups and he selected to upgrade me to a pair of C’s. When the mistake was found out, the company told him I was lucky. He couldn’t afford to have me get the spine treatment because little Kieth needed an expensive teeth straightening treatment. And then I turned eighteen and had other things to worry about.”

“Still...maybe there are a few jobs out there that they can train you for. Then get the injection later.” Jennifer said in a sympathetic voice.

“Maybe. Let’s just watch the game okay. Halftime’s over anyway.”