Author Angus H. Day & As You Wish Tours

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Book Title:  Next You: Destined for Something


In the last year of mandatory school each soon to be graduate takes a multitude of tests to efficiently funnel them into the right career. Personality profiles showing you to be low IQ, bigoted and prone to senseless violence really increase your chances of being denied. Scores mean enough to tempt test takers to cheat using answer sets bought from sketchy characters. You don't always get what you pay for as Felix Dernoft discovers in Destined for...Something, a Next You novel.

Roger Sullivan was operating a pizza conveyor oven and loading orders into boxes for me and eight other delivery people.  The Indianapolis Dome job lottery only permitted five runs per day per worker but somehow I always managed to get more because I never looked in the boxes.  At least that is what Mr. Grantman told me and that I needed to keep quiet.

"Felix, this next one is yours.  Take it straight there."

"I will Roger.  I don't want to wet the bed."

"That's the fourth time today Felix.  Just for that, this will be your last run for today and tomorrow you will only have five runs.  Talk like that in my Pizzeria and you will earn less, got it?"

"Did I offend you?  Sorry Roger."

"You still don't understand after three months?  This is a restaurant and it depends on customers.  Customers do not want to hear about disgusting things in a restaurant.  Throws off their appetite which kills my business.  We are not friends Felix, you are my employee.  Do what you are told or be

"But I work for Mr. Grantman."

"No.  Mr. Grantman has a note on the restaurant and used his influence to get you work.  He has cut ties and the only agreement was that I take you on for the other stuff.  I really don't need you bad enough to cut into my restaurant business so you'd better start paying attention to what you say here. Get going, I'll see you tomorrow."

I left with the box.  Telling Roger I wanted off to go to a religious meeting tomorrow seemed undoable now.  This delivery was on the West edge of the dome, clear across the city.  There wasn't any time to delay.  I caught a tube car to the depot nearest the address and didn't get strapped in fast enough before the acceleration hit.  When the car arrived I had just enough time to scoop the pizza off of the wall and back into the box.  On the debarkation deck I spent ten minutes smashing what used to be a pizza flat enough for the box to close.  I didn't notice the PC officer who was standing behind me until I got up to leave.  Just before everything went dark I heard "I'll take that."

Several hours later I could see light flaring into my right eye then my left.  I jolted to a sitting position feeling electricity spark in my crotch.

"Okay.  Responsive and flatulent.  Now that you are back with us I will make the statement mandated by public health.  No loitering, that includes sleeping, is permitted on the debarkation platform.  You must leave.  Do you understand?"

A PHS droid was hovering over me and the spark probe kept arcing ominously.  "Yes."

I got up and started moving off of the platform.  Remembering, I looked around for the pizza box.  It was gone.  Guess I was done at Sullivan's. When I got back to the tube cell that I called home there was a message from Grantman on the I understand you have had problems with the Sullivan job.  You should have come to me rather than sell off today's delivery.  Our business is done.


It was unsigned but I knew it was him.  Now what?  I tried to open the tube door but the access had been changed.  Homeless.  Awesome.  I called Irma.

I live in Fort Collins Colorado with my wife and son. My daughter has embarked on her career as a
graphics designer. I've been an Infantryman, Swine Farmer, smattering of other trades and jobs and
now I'm a manufacturing pharmaceutical chemist. What aspect of my life that is devoted to fitness
favors swimming in open water which means I spend most of the year working out in a pool then hit
the lakes when it warms up a bit. My wife Cheryl safety kayaks for me when we manage to make it
work. One day when I was waiting on everybody else in the house to get off of the computer when it
hit me. Start doing what I had wanted to do for the last thirty years, write science fiction stories. I've
read extensively, experienced way more than a person is entitled to and I am a scientist. That being
said, sometimes I just pull them out of my ass. The ability to picture a scene in my head helps, once I
stop laughing uncontrollably for no reason.

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