PROMPT: Wasted Works
Jamie greeted his mum on return home from university with a hug, a kiss on each cheek, and a huge sack of dirty washing.
Mavis smiled benevolently at her only son. She didn’t mind. She’d bragged to everyone Jamie got a ‘First’ at Cambridge. Although what it meant and how a degree would secure him a job in the REAL world in a diminishing employment market she’d yet to ascertain. The World and his Wife’s children all felt entitled to go on university jolly nowadays … all saddled with huge student loans unless their parents had deep pockets.
“Hi, Love.” Good to have you back home at last.”
“Yeah, it’s good to be back. At least I get someone to make my bed, clean my room and do all my laundry.” Alex tugged at the huge plastic sack of washing. “I’m down to my last pair of underpants and these socks I’ve been wearing for the last five days.”
An indulgent Mavis looked at him and smiled. “That’s true. Oh, and by the way, Mr. Peabody, you remember Mr, Peabody the local butcher?”
Jamie groaned and nodded.
“Well, he’s promised you a temporary job sweeping up and deliveries until you find something more … more–” Mavis searched for the right words as she tried to imagine what type of work required a degree in Greek Mythology.
“Oh … erm–” Jamie looked down at the floor. “Thanks, Mum, but I plan to take a year out, travel Europe, you know … take a break before I start work.”
Mavis opened and shut her mouth several times like a goldfish while her inner voice screamed. A year out. A YEAR OUT!
“Jamie, but you’ve just spent four years at University and it’s time you–“
Jamie offered his mum a winning smile in reply.
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