by Quintin
Once the Professional Act passed, I was suddenly in high demand. I had earned quite a reputation with my non-human clientele for doing everything they desired. It wasn’t lawful at that point, mind you, but my discretion and open mind kept me working. No request was too weird, too disgusting. Some alien anatomy took a while to get used to, but that was just an occupational hazard.
But once everything became legal, that’s when the weirdos started coming out of the woodwork. The day I was handed a roll of paper towels and a bottle of Windex, I was done.
I Don’t Do Windows
Once the Professional Act passed, I was suddenly in high demand. I had earned quite a reputation with my non-human clientele for doing everything they desired. It wasn’t lawful at that point, mind you, but my discretion and open mind kept me working. No request was too weird, too disgusting. Some alien anatomy took a while to get used to, but that was just an occupational hazard.
But once everything became legal, that’s when the weirdos started coming out of the woodwork. The day I was handed a roll of paper towels and a bottle of Windex, I was done.