It was a sunny afternoon, not too many clouds in the sky so one would know The Sun would be annoyance on the eyes. All someone would have to do is look up and yep, there's a giant fireball in the sky glaring at everyone with it's out of reach narcissistic presence. There was a little breeze coming in from the coast, nothing too bad but it did help from the heat coming from The Sun. It was almost the perfect day to be outside and relax... except for the fact that's not why Eugene was out and about. He was in the area for one thing really, looking for a potential job.
The docks were a happening place at just about all times. It was nice that it wasn't busy enough to not have room to move, but it was busy enough to almost feel like it with how people were scurrying about with hauling cargo and other needs around. There had to be somewhere that would require his services... well, if he really had any services to give. It made Eugene stumped as he had to ponder what either he could do or wanted to do for work.
He wasn't really skilled at fishing, something he learned many years ago. Cargo, well, some of it seemed easy work but other times it made him worry about his health watching much bigger guys struggle with some of the workload. Was he really fit for some of this work? He was kinda tough, but nowhere near as built nor durable as some of the workmen in the area. There was also the troubling issue that not many restaurants wanted someone with little skill to work in their kitchens, especially due to the amount of picky customers, let alone regular customers. Wash dishes? The places at home didn't want to waste their time on someone they deemed unfit.
"Gosh." Eugene sighed "Sure feels like a waste coming here today. Not much to do, not really seeing any flyers looking for any additional help, which ironically doesn't help. Mom's got too much on her plate, feels like I'm off to the side and sis is just... well so 'wonderful' and has a decent employment gig going for her. How the crap am I lacking? What am I good at, if anything? Hmmm..." Eugene muttered to himself while looking around. "Might as well take a better look around town while trying to stay out of the way."
Eugene starts to stroll around town.
The docks were a happening place at just about all times. It was nice that it wasn't busy enough to not have room to move, but it was busy enough to almost feel like it with how people were scurrying about with hauling cargo and other needs around. There had to be somewhere that would require his services... well, if he really had any services to give. It made Eugene stumped as he had to ponder what either he could do or wanted to do for work.
He wasn't really skilled at fishing, something he learned many years ago. Cargo, well, some of it seemed easy work but other times it made him worry about his health watching much bigger guys struggle with some of the workload. Was he really fit for some of this work? He was kinda tough, but nowhere near as built nor durable as some of the workmen in the area. There was also the troubling issue that not many restaurants wanted someone with little skill to work in their kitchens, especially due to the amount of picky customers, let alone regular customers. Wash dishes? The places at home didn't want to waste their time on someone they deemed unfit.
"Gosh." Eugene sighed "Sure feels like a waste coming here today. Not much to do, not really seeing any flyers looking for any additional help, which ironically doesn't help. Mom's got too much on her plate, feels like I'm off to the side and sis is just... well so 'wonderful' and has a decent employment gig going for her. How the crap am I lacking? What am I good at, if anything? Hmmm..." Eugene muttered to himself while looking around. "Might as well take a better look around town while trying to stay out of the way."
Eugene starts to stroll around town.