Janus picks the right job. |
Janus, being of sound mind and of moral stature, had to decide on three options; to wit, past, future or present. All three jobs were, at first, equally attractive. Janus, being the door to a new year, opened himself slightly to eye the past and being tempted, readied himself to jump but then thought better of it (wait, he told himself.) Janus, dressed in a blue suit neat as shirt pins, applied excessive stress on brass hinges and peeked with wide peepers at the future as if a would-be Nostradamus, cogitating said position. He almost accepted, yet here, too, satisfaction remained lacking. Janus, a solid Julian Calendar citizen, closed the door to the later and examined the now, being satisfied the now needed him more. Right as natty raiment, he adjusted his tie, negotiated a fair salary, signed the contract and shook hands with his new employer. 21 Lines Writer’s Cramp Co-Winner 1-4-16 |