Date: 9/20/2017
By soulatman
I am with Mariana in the kitchen at P. Layout is slightly different, and washing machine on right. I see a white paper bag, with sweets in. They are red and white soft chewy sweets. I eat a couple. I get into a conversation with Mariana about the sweets. She says she sells them on the phone to people. I am very impressed. I ask if she has much success, and she says she does. I say I imagine her clients must all be massively overweight. I see one of her clients is a female security guard. I see a computer display. It is displaying the woman's qualifications. Black background with white text. A string of info about qualifications. "Cat 9 ... tick,....cat 5.... tick...£9/hr ..... £7/hr...." etc. Something like that. Seems to be qualifications and pay grades or entitlement or smthng. I am now with the woman. She is not as overweight as I has imagined. Her uniform is a kind of cream or beige colour, like American cops in the countryside. I ask what she does. She looks after not just the patrons and pedestrians, but the building, mall, etc. I realise her job involves more than I had assumed.