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by: Luke Meeken

Gennady showed up early for his first day on the job at the local meat packing plant. Just a week earlier, he had received a copious amount of bills on his doorstep, and in haste, procured a job which, while not fulfilling or rewarding in any capacity, paid extraordinarily well. The reason Gennady's new job had such a substantial paycheck was simply because it was a job that no one in their right mind would do for a reasonable amount of money. He was assistant minor sanitation engineer of workroom 3B of the facility, meaning of course, that it was his job to shovel the prodigious amounts of fetid animal refuse that remained after the canning process. Immediately after showing up, Gennady was introduced to the head assistant minor sanitation engineer of room 3B, a man whose expertly sewn nametag read "Jurgis." Jurgis sized up the neophyte as he pugnaciously forced a shovel into one hand and coveralls into the other, then pointed him hurriedly to an enigmatic pile of peculiarly shaped, tube-covered things that had just spilled over the edge of the sausage grinder. Gennady soon discovered that the conditions he was working in were less than salubrious. No less than twice a day was he called to fish encrusted pieces of animals out of the persistently whirring tenderizing machine with his bare hands. The rigors of the job alone didn't faze Gennady much, though. What truly disturbed him was that each day, he developed a perpetually more voracious appetite for the very refuse he was shoveling into the gutter.