Why bother.

All dressed up with a new sexy look you can’t help but feel good about yourself. “Damn I can’t believe I make such a sexy woman. This is so weird.” The anger gone, you figure you might as well head down to the pool, find a comfy chair, and wait till they find your luggage. It takes no time to find the perfect spot with nice shade and you stretch out on a long chair.

“From the gentleman at the bar.” You hear seconds after sitting down and take the tall fruity drink with a smile and a nod.

A few minutes later a cute brunette that works here shows you a selection of movies to watch on a little tablet and you clip the little viewer so you can see it easily as you recline. “Man I could get used to this. Ugh, what am I going to do. I can’t believe I missed the interview.”

About three hours later you get a new message on your com, “Open interview and testing begins in ten minutes.”

“Oh shit.” You say bolting upright. A quick check of the map says it is a ten minute walk. A second quick check let’s you know a cab is outside and can get you there in like a minute or two but will cost 20 credits. Sadly you have exactly zero.