Elevator, elevator take me home (Stewart)
Aug 27, 2013 19:06:10 GMT -5
Post by Joshua Bernstein on Aug 27, 2013 19:06:10 GMT -5
Josh was in an excellent mood. His family life was better than it ever had been, his campaign was underway with minimal fuss, and he had just won the case he had been working on. He had expected nothing less, of course, given that the hiring manager of the construction company he was suing had testified that orders had come down from above to reject any meta applicants. While meta humans weren't a protected class, Pilot Ridge had such a high population of meta humans and their loved ones that such blatant discrimination could hardly be considered favorably.
Of course, Josh wasn't always savvy to the fact that plenty of other people vehemently disagreed with his dearest held beliefs, even in a place he considered progressive. All reasonable human beings agrees with him on all issues.
Well, most issues, anyway; he and Sean failed to see eye to eye on several important issues, and Sean was the most reasonable person he knew. However, hey still agreed on the basics.
He made his way down the corridor, pausing before the elevators. Setting his briefcase on the floor he pressed the down button, hen stepped back to wait.
Of course, Josh wasn't always savvy to the fact that plenty of other people vehemently disagreed with his dearest held beliefs, even in a place he considered progressive. All reasonable human beings agrees with him on all issues.
Well, most issues, anyway; he and Sean failed to see eye to eye on several important issues, and Sean was the most reasonable person he knew. However, hey still agreed on the basics.
He made his way down the corridor, pausing before the elevators. Setting his briefcase on the floor he pressed the down button, hen stepped back to wait.
