Life is full oof surprises.
|My name is Joan Marsh and I have been out of work for 19 months. I know you don’t care, but you will by the end of this conversation. Last night I felt like my tiny little apartment had become a pen that I was locked in, and the key has been put just out of my reach, it’s seems these days everything is just out of my reach. It doesn’t matter how small the goal I set for myself, I always fail. I can’t even get a good night’s sleep because my neighbor plays loud music all night long, I’ve even resorted to plugging my ears with cotton to drown out the noise.
Like I said you would care, because I’m here in answer to your ad. You said you need a person willing to submit to medical testing, I’m that person.
Interviewer: Can you start tomorrow?
Interviewer: Remember compensation requires that you complete our study.
Joan: I understand.
Joan got up and left after receiving her welcome packet.
The two researchers turn and face one another, smiling as they watch Joan exit the room.
The guy speaks first, you want to place a bet on how long she will last when she finds out it’s a Sleep Deprivation study.