Congratulations on Jumping Most of Those School Busses!

Attentive readers might remember a story about being shot out of a cannon some time earlier. This is completely unrelated. Today is all about temping and trying to make it.

Today you’re a daredevil. Normally you work in office environments, but you know how it goes. You go where the agency tells you to. It’s how you pay your rent. So tomorrow you’re going to drive out past the Reno city limits to a monster truck rally where a safety supervisor named Bruno will hand you a helmet and ask if you know how to ride a motorcycle. You’ll lie and tell him you do.

Once you’re on the bike you’ll take it around a few turns and it won’t actually be as hard as you thought it would be. You’ll actually feel pretty confident when they raise your platform to the top of the ramp and finally tell you what your assignment is for the day.

So when you redline the throttle heading towards the jump and you don’t pass third gear on the way down you won’t be thinking about whether or not you have enough energy to reach the other side of the jump. You’ll just be thinking about that paycheck and whether or not the agency will cover you if you’re injured.

In the end this will lead to you smacking face first into the side of one of the buses and slipping a disk when the bike carries your legs in front of your body before tearing away your pants and most of your dignity to the crowd’s wild cheers. The agency won’t pay any of your medical costs, although they will give you $48 for the four hours you worked. Unfortunately, since you didn’t make the jump they won’t be calling you again for a while.

Sorry about that, but Congratulations on Jumping Most of Those School Busses!