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Jerry posed in the bathroom mirror in his old work suit.

"Jerry, you are still looking fresh," Jerry said, and sure he didn't have money for a big long mirror, but his luck was about to change.

He would soon kiss goodbye to this apartment very soon and show his family, that his family isn't all that there is too it.

He took his briefcase that used to be filled with his old company stuff but now was filled with supermarket food and lots of paper and a pencil case before walking out of the apartment.

He made sure to lock the door behind him and then made his way down the corridor and steps, before making his way to the nearby Bus stop.

The Bus arrived 10 minutes later, and he showed his bus pass before going to sit down with the other hard-working people who couldn't afford a car or chose to take the bus since it was much cheaper than taking the car because of insurance, road tax and patrol prices'.

Soon, he would have his own car and drive to work every day.

He arrived near a large square building and walked right in, the double doors opened for him and he was met with a boring looking reception area.

He walked up the counter person who was a female who saw him and said."Yes?"

It was the women from the phone!

"Hi, I don't know if you remember me but I'm Jerry Smith. We spoke on the phone about the application for an accountant and you told me I could start today" Jerry said, only to realise how recognisable his voice really was when her bored eyes flashed with recognition.

"Mr Smith!" She said, before saying. "Yes, you are supposed to start today. I've got your ID and your department block right here" she bent down to the drawing cabinet underneath her and got out an ID with the picture Jerry sent in and a paper map.

"You're in the reception area right now so the map is pretty accurate" She said, as he took it and placed the ID around his neck and took the map. "You're working on B floor. Take the elevator and it's the last room on the left" pointing to the right.

"Thank you" He said, seeing the silver doors of an Elevator and pressing the button that had the arrow pointing up, next to the doors.

He waited for 5 minutes before the Elevator opened to reveal six people inside of it and Jerry managed to get into it and press the 'B' on the Elevator Buttons, it highlighted red, and the door closed.

In the background, the sound of Rick and Morty theme-song played.

The Elevator went down and picked up some more people before going high up; it took half an hour before Jerry could actually get to his floor because of how many floors the building.

Jerry found himself in a long corridor with a brown carpet, there were a few doors in this corridor but each door had a golden plank to show the importance of each room.

Jerry got to the last door and read 'Finance Department' and opened the door.

He saw that he was in the spacious room, with lots of desk's, there was a vending and coffee machine on both sides of the room, and people in suits sitting at their desk's looking like they were having a mid-life crisis while deep in paper work.

All 15 pairs of eyes looked at him.

"A-Ah, Hi. My name is Jerry Smith." Jerry began. "I start t-" that was all he got to say before a fast-talking man in a suit nicer than his own and with a pencil behind his ear said.

"Good. So, you're the new guy? Sort through all of this!" The man said, before Jerry hands were suddenly filled with nothing but numbers and figures.

Jerry eyes went wide at the amount just lump on him out of nowhere but who said being an accountant was easy?

Plus, he had nothing better to do anyway and was getting paid.

He took a seat at an empty desk, opened his briefcase and got out papers and his pencil case before dropping the stack beside him and taking the first page and starting.

His boring qualities were coming into play, and while anybody would look at the clock every 30 seconds, Jerry stayed focused and thought this wasn't so bad.

He noticed that with the sheets he finished, three people in way more expensive suits than him would walk around and pick up a random sheet that had been filled, if they saw there was a mistake on the page, they would call that accountant on it.

Jerry learned that even Accountants had people employed to check their work, this was arguably the most essential room in the whole building and if there were a mistake here than the Company would not have money to function as a while.

Him doing his job told the company what it could spend its money on outside paying the employees.

Jerry felt like he was getting a big head when he realised this but managed to slap himself out of it and continue his work.

When it reached 11, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder and a young woman with blond hair, grey suit with a skirt and had makeup skills that were so much better than Beth own, said.

"We have a 15-minute break now. Do you want to talk for a bit?"

"U-Urm, sure," He said, getting up, this woman didn't look bitter like Beth.

"My name is Samantha Riley," She said.

"Jerry Smith" He said.

"Nice to meet you, Jerry. Do you want to get some coffee and just sit here?" She said.

"E-Er, sure," He said before they went to the coffee machine and Jerry felt his wallet hurt when he took out some coins for some strong black coffee, before taking a seat with her.

"So how are finding the work so far Jerry? I've been here for 2 months." She said, "It's pretty soul crushing but the pay is really good"

"Then it's perfect for me" Jerry said, before he said. "Because everything I do is boring anyway"

"Just recently Divorced?" She suddenly said, stunning him.

"H-How, did you know?" He said.

"You still have a marriage ring on your finger, you insulted yourself, and you look like you're about to cry," She said.

"OH!" He said, feeling embarrassed.

"It's alright. Many people around here cave into the pressures of this work and either are not married, having marriage problems or are divorced" She said. "We have so much work because the Company is always spending so even on the weekends at home, accountants are working which doesn't leave much for any family"

"Oh..." He said, before saying. "Do you mind me asking...but this job is supposed to come with a Company car"

"Your wife took your car in the Divorce and now you're taking the bus, huh?" She said, and he nodded but then she smiled and said. "I can show you the car. You can drive home in it today"

"What? Really!?" He said, "That's fantastic"

"But if anything happens to it, it would be deducted from your salary" She said, "If you destroy it, then the company won't give you another one"

"oh...okay" He said.

"Follow me," She said, getting up and he took his coffee and followed her.

He followed her down some steps and through some corridors to the very back of the building where the company car park was.

He saw all kinds of car's ranging from poor in quality to high-class premium cars that he could only wish he could afford in his life time, parked in 'premium' parking spaces with their people who were there to make sure nothing happened to the car and it remained spotless.

He followed after her down the line to a black, nothing special looking square car that could only fit a family if there were three kids.

In front of the car was guy holding a sign with his name on it.

The guy saw them approach.

"Jerry Smith?" the guy said, looking like he didn't care.

"Y-Yes?" Jerry said.

"ID, please" Said, the guy.

Jerry showed his ID, and the guy was satisfied it was legit before something small was thrown at Jerry.

Jerry managed to catch it and opened his hands up to find black car keys that were nothing special.

"Guard, those keys with your life." Samantha said, before saying. "Just kidding! We're accountants so we move up pretty quickly. Eventually you'll have the money to get your own car and just return this car back to the company."

"E-Er, thanks Samantha," Jerry said, wondering if what she was saying was common knowledge or if she knew too much about the company for an employee.

"We'll, we can drink our coffee on the way back, our break is practically over, we have to get back to work," She said, before turning to walk the other way and Jerry followed after her while sipping his coffee.

When they got back, they were all neck deep in nothing but numbers.

When lunch came, Jerry heard some of the accountants were planning to go to a nice restaurant for dinner which he couldn't afford to go to, so he was stuck eating sandwich's he got from a corner store and a juice box.

He felt like a loser while eating it but his pride wasn't completely bruised with Samantha sitting next to him to eat.

It was full throttle after that.

There was no clock out time, and Jerry had nothing better to do so he continued until eight at night before packing his work with him and heading to the door intending to go home to his sad and lonely apartment.

He could guess why the person who had this job before him left, having to pick up the person slack was like being buried in a mountain of paperwork for eternity.

Jerry was about to walk out of the front door, when he realised there was a car behind the building that was waiting for him with his name on it.

He tried to remember the way Samantha showed him and made his way to the back of the building before finally reaching the Company Car Park 15 minutes later due to him constantly taking wrong turns.

He got out the key's and pressed the largest button on it; he heard a loud car noise with lights extruding out of a gap in the dead of night to tell him where the car was.

He touched the car door and felt like he had something to call his own.

The door opened, and Jerry could smell the cleaning the car went through before it was given to him, the seats were leather, and for the first time, Jerry realised he could decorate the inside of the car however he wanted, and there would be nobody in the car to insult him on his design choice.

He could switch the radio to any station he wanted, and nobody would complain.

This car could be his most faithful companion.

He put the key in the key hole and heard the car hum to life.

"It just going to be me and you for a bit" He said, "You'll be me joy and then when the time comes, I'll release you to somebody else" he then shifted gear and then pressed on the gas before driving the car in reverse and taking it out of the parking lot.

For the first time in months, he drove himself home.

And he loved every second of it.

Maybe, being single wasn't so bad?

#A Month later#

"ITS PAYDAY!" Samantha suddenly said and Jerry blinked as he walked through the door.

The lifeless looking room suddenly felt like everybody was in a party spirit, people were smiling everywhere.

"Is, payday really that good?" He said, to Samantha.

"Of course, it is. It's the reason why we do this overwhelmingly boring job!" Samantha said. "We all got bills to pay and things to spend money on. Surely, you need the money as well for something?"

"...yeah, I do," He said, he needed the money for lots of things, and Child support was very high on the list.

"We all get paid at 5 am and get a text from our banks that the money has been deposited. Nobody sends cheques in the mail anymore. That's because it can be easily stolen. Letters and packages go through a lot of different hands before reaching you." She said.

"What...really?" Jerry said, he did not know that, so his checks to Beth could be stolen because he had been putting it in the mail?

No wonder Summer thinks he was not in with the times.

"Anyway, let's get back to work. There is a lot we need to get through today" Samantha said and they sat down.

Jerry could just feel the happiness in the room growing with each hour that passed.

Finally, the clock turned 5 and everybody got a text from their bank, even Jerry on his old timely mobile phone.

He ran on the screen.

'The sum of 4, 000 dollars has been deposited into your account by Lawfirm INC. The bank has double checked to see if this is correct and we have now updated your statues to 'Working'. Tax has been taken accordingly and will continue as long as you're working'

Jerry finally understood the excitement of pay day.

Sure, he wasn't happy that he couldn't keep the whole 4,000 dollars due to tax being billed to his account but he had succeeded in reaching an important milestone.

He can now start looking for another place to live.

And Scene!

Next chapter, Beth gets a bank statement and is stunned to see that Jeff deposited a lot more into the bank then he normally did and calls Jerry to confirmation, only to not hear his whiney voice. Review/fav and follow!