After the pandemic, I got a new job– I was surprised to find out that it was to watch an abandoned child.

I got a job right after the pandemic relaxed.<br><br>I didn’t know what the job was, all I knew was that I got a paycheck. The pay was good and the hours were even better, so frankly, I didn’t have much to complain about. But I still had questions.<br><br>More than once, I had asked my boss about what my role was (not that he ever really gave me a straight answer), but I didn’t really get a good feeling from him. Not that I didn’t want the job, or anything, but I just got some sort of weird vibe from him.<br><br>“Why do I even have a job?” I asked, crossing my arms.<br><br>“What do you mean?”<br><br>“I mean, the country is dead. It’s– there’s no– brands, there’s no– how is any of this still–” I broke off, frustrated, throwing my hand up. “And it’s not like I have anything better to do.”<br><br>“Well,–” he hesitated. “I mean, everything’s not quite–” he shook his head.<br><br>“Everything’s not quite what?” I asked.<br><br>“Nothing,” he said, looking away.<br><br>I raised my eyebrow. “What do you mean, ‘it’s not quite–’?”<br><br>“What I mean is–” he stopped. “Look, I know you’re wondering what your role is, but–” Brian started.<br><br>“I’m your assistant,” I said.<br><br>“No, you’re not,” he said. “I'm sorry.”<br><br>We stopped talking then because I didn’t know how to respond. I had many questions but few answers.