Planet Jeepers is not that much different from Earth. However, it isn't one of the more exciting places to live either. The citizens are all alike, doing the same generic stuff every single day. Creativity was not very high and the entertainment, of course, was boring. Nevertheless, there were a few creative minds out there. Here we have a teal-skinned man in his early twenties named Jet, with strawberry red hair. He loved to recite poetry.
"Okay, who's ready for a Free-Love Noise Funny Fun-Fumedy!" said Jet as he spoke in the microphone nervously. The crowd stared blankly at him as if he was a mentally unstable person that just got out of rehab. "Here's one that I love to tell my sweetheart, "Jet continued. Poetry in SLOW motion! Yo, color like lotion makes my heart a commotion!" Crickets then chirped in the background as the crowd continued to stare emotionless. Speaking louder into the microphone, he continued, "Zeus Zippawow. Bow wow wow, Pow wow. Yowzie, wowzie!" Jet then paused to the audience and gulped loudly. The crowd then started to boo and throw trash at him.
Meanwhile, in a nearby studio, Glindy is presenting her projects at an art show. Her art projects
consisted mostly of recycled material put together into an everyday object or
living thing. Then it was painted to look exactly like it. "Next up! Glindy!" shouted
one of the judges holding a clipboard. The beautiful aqua-skinned girl walked
up to the stage, her purple high heels clicking on the platform.
"Are you ready to discover something new, brilliant and useful?" exclaimed Glindy, her bright
yellow sleeves blowing in the breeze. "Behold, recycled materials were
constructed together to form an object. But wait! That's not all! I painted the
object beautifully and very detailed so it looked like the actual thing."
continued Glindy. The three judges holding their clipboards just stared at her
and shook their heads.
"How old are you? 5!"shouted one of the judges. "Pfffffft, let me guess. The soup kitchen gave
all that trash for free?" judge 2 laughed.
"No, no, no!" cried Glindy. "The whole point of this project was to be green and artistic at the
same time!" The judges then paused and started laughing at her hysterically.
"Keep talking, hippie." judge 3 blurted out.
"Notice, how I even painted it detailed to make it look like the real thing." Glindy replied in a
desperate tone. "Do I need to demonstrate it for you? I can quickly go get the materials."
Then judge one put her hand out like a police officer and said "Look, don't bother sister. You've
already taken up enough time now."
"Yeah, just accept the fact that you've failed and move on." agreed judge 2.
"Bu-but!" stammered Glindy.
"You've heard us, just move on. You should've realized by now that making stuff out of garbage and
then painting it is not real art. NOW SCRAM!" judge three blurted out.
"Hey come on! I'm sure there's another way we can work this out,." Glindy stepped in.
"SECURITY!" screamed judge 1. Glindy screamed as she was thrown out by the security guards. Jet, hearing her voice, rushed up to her.
"Glindy? Are you okay?" Jet asked. "What happened to you?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got kicked out." Glindy sighed as she looked up to Jet.
"You too?" Jet sighed. Walking home to Jet's house, they both discussed the creativity and jobs on the
planet. Once they reached his house, his mother looked out window and started to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Boris, we have to talk to them." said Jet's mother to his father. "Looks like they need some serious help."
Opening the door, Jet's father made the gesture for both Jet and Glindy to come in. "Jet, Glindy, we
need to have a little talk." said Boris. After both of them walked inside, they sat on the couch with Jet's parents.
"Glindy, Jet, I think it's time you two kids need to start dealing with life's responsibilities." Dolly said, getting out her laptop.
"What are you talking about?" Jet asked.
"We're talking about finding jobs and a career for you two. You know, for your future path," Boris chimed in.
"Like anything artistic related?" Glindy questioned.
"Sorry, probably not dear." Dolly pitched back. "But, there's a daycare and a camp center that is available for jobs if any of you two are interested."
"You mean as in entertaining cute little children?" Glindy asked.
"Yes, exactly." Dolly said back.
"Well, I'm in. Gotta go. See ya tomorrow, Jet!" Glindy exclaimed.
"Bye, sweetie." Jet said lovingly.
"Well, looks like someone found something so far. How about you, Jet? Does that sound like a good
job for you?" Dolly asked him.
"Um, no. I hate children," Jet said back. "Is there any other job that is artistic or
entertainment related?"
"Well, there is the senior center that you can volunteer at." Boris answered back.
"No. That's not any better." said Jet, rolling his eyes.
"You can keep looking for jobs yourself then, sweetie." said Dolly. "Or, since they're hiring, you could work at Burger Town."
"Well, okay. I'll see what I can do." Jet sighed. "But will I ever find one where the other people in the planet can feel warm glow of creativity wash all over them?"
"Well, I cannot guarantee that." Boris said in a mannerly way. "You're going to have to just go with what jobs they have currently at the moment."
"Fine, I'll work at Burger Town." said Jet as he let out a huff of annoyance.
The next day Jet went in to apply for the job at Burger Town and got hired. As Glindy was walking to work, she came across Jet sitting by the window before getting to work. Once she sees him, she decided to text him.
"Jet, you're working at Burger town." the text read on Jet's smart phone.
"Yeah, how did you know?" he texted back.
"I'm on my way to work, and I can see you in a worker uniform." Glindy replied.
"I can't talk right now, gotta go, I have to get back to work or I'll get fired. It's my shift now." Jet texted.
As soon as Glindy got to the daycare campsite, she took the time to look around the building.
"Hey is this the daycare that was hiring?" Glindy asked as she walked in.
"Yes, it is." said a tall middle-aged woman. "You must be Glindy. The one who left this application here yesterday."
"Yes, that's me. Let's get started. I can't wait!" Glindy exclaimed. "What's the first step?"
"It's quite simple, all you have to do is entertain and watch the kids." the young woman directed. "Here's a flower costume and some props. The kids usually love it when you put on a show for them."
"Alright!" Glindy shouted with excitement. "Let's get started."
"Boys and girls. Today, we have a new guest, who will be with you for a quite a while." the young woman said as she introduced Glindy to a bunch of young toddlers. As they day went on, both Jet and Glindy ended up being miserable with their jobs.
Did Glindy really enjoy her job as much as she thought she was going to? It turns out that looks can really can be deceiving as well when it comes to jobs. For a few weeks, she ended up have to wear an uncomfortable costume while entertaining a bunch of brats. This meant being tied up while being in the tight, itchy flower suit, and having kids run around like a bunch of zoo animals. Soon enough, she couldn't take it anymore.
"This isn't what I expected! I DEMAND A HIGHER WAGE!" Glindy screamed.
At the same time, Jet wasn't doing any much better. He was dealing with rude customers every day, cleaning up filthy areas, and getting painful injuries.
"HEY!" screamed an angry customer holding his sandwich. "I SPECIFICALLY SAID NO ONIONS AND PICKLES. ARE YOU DEAF?"
"YEAH! THIS SHAKE IS BARELY EVEN COLD!" another angry man yelled.
Slamming his head on the cashier board, Jet thought to himself "Do I have to do this forever?" Suddenly a careless employee spilled coffee onto his shoulder. Jet screamed in pain. "YOU KNOW WHAT?! I'M THROUGH WITH THIS JOB! I QUIT!" he raged, throwing his hat on the ground.
As soon as the day was over, the two met up again to discuss about the future. "So, I take it that your job didn't go as expected?" Jet asked Glindy.
"You got that right. I thought I loved children. In the ads, they were these cute, innocent angels. But, boy, was I wrong." Glindy answered.
"Having people yell at you about getting their meal wrong and cleaning up in filthy, smelly areas isn't really that much different. That is how I got this burn on my shoulder. Some careless idiot spilled his coffee on me." Jet responded
"Are you alright, sweetie?" Glindy asked as she kissed him on the cheek.
"Yeah, it should take a few days to heal." Jet said as he rubbed his shoulders in pain.
Scrolling through her phone, Glindy suddenly light up like a light bulb. "Hey, I've got an idea. Jet, you've heard of Planet Earth, haven't you?"