Becky, Part 9 - "Why, those rotten fricking b*tards..." Her (unmarked) hand shot up against her mouth. She had to watch her language -

having been warned more than once.  "Fricking" was, of course, offensive toward individuals who chose to engage in various acts of pleasure - in one or more ... methods.  As for "b*tards?"  Whether that was directed toward the mentally challenged (of which were few - because, within the last few years, medical science could, supposedly, detect that either before birth,  or not long after...and that problem could be easily, cheaply, done away with).  Or, even worse, the "b*" term was usually perceived as an outdated, and forbidden word, because it denoted ... well, most of the population.  

Had Becky blurted the Lord's Name, with the eff word in between, that would have been acceptable language.  But anyway, her last remaining friend in the whole place, Yuki, was faced with a real problem.  Well, so was Becky...but Becky was young enough to ... maybe find another job - maybe.

The memo about stated, that all employees had until the middle of December to get their upload, or they could get another job.  "WT..., couldn't they have waited until January?"  Becky grimaced, then added, "course nnottt!"  

"So, I'm out of here." Yuki quietly spoke.

"I'm sorry for the outburst," Becky replied, then glancing at Yuki's wall calendar, which had a lovely oriental garden scene - complete with a bridge.  Thurday, of course, was "TurkeyDay" and today, being tuesday, was the first day, anyone - well, evidently  - most people, had been notified.  Becky added, "it's like they had this planned..."

"Of course, they did, Dear."

Back to 2021, things to do ... like - yawn - grocery shopping.  More later.