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Growing into the Job, Post 508: A Day at Far Horizons: EPIRI, 2:31 PM
Evolution Pharmaceuticals Innovation and Research institute (EPIRI)Monday, 2:31 PM – Research Wing, Secure Area, Treatment Room H.7.3Re: Program Subject m.000049 aka Nathan WrenThe hallways back here weren’t like the rest of the facility.Gone were the warm colors, the welcoming lounges, the curated softness designe...
Growing into the Job, Post 507: A Day at Far Horizons: EPIRI, 2:27 PM
Evolution Pharmaceuticals Innovation and Research Institute (EPIRI)Monday, 2:27 PM – Study Clinic, Private Treatment Room 8re: Mary Jane Anderson Product Study #F8-009-MJA“So, uh, Silvia….Mary Jane Anderson. The kid. Another no-show?”“Yeah I guess. When was her appointment?”“Uhhh….2 o’clock.”“And ...
Growing into the Job, Post 506: A Day at Far Horizons: EPIRI, 2:19 PM
Monday, 2:19 PM – Study Clinic, Private Treatment Room 1Layla Al-Farouq Product Study #F8-008-LAThe clinic room was quiet except for the occasional rustle of paper and the soft <beeps>of the vitals monitor. FHEC intern Sammi Hanes, perched on a rolling stool, was busy jotting down the last of the patient’s measurem...
Growing into the Job, Post 505: A Day at Far Horizons: EPIRI, 2:05 PM
Evolution Pharmaceuticals Innovation and Research Institute (EPIRI)Monday, 2:05 PM – Study Clinic, Private Treatment Room 7Rachel Keller | Product Study #F8-040-RKThe needle of the strange double-barreled syringe slid in smoothly, disappearing into the thick curve of Product Study #F8-040-RK’s deltoid; the firs...
Temporary Post: A Little Hiccup re:Post 501
it'll all make sense soon, we promise.
COMING SOON: Growing into the Job, Book Seventeen
Includes Posts 404 to 419. Should drop within the next few days once the macaques we have chained to their workstations in Publishing and Printing get their shit together.
Growing into the Job Post 504: A Day at Far Horizons: EPIRI, 1:52 PM
Evolution Pharmaceuticals Innovation and Research Institute (EPIRI)Monday, 1:52 PM – Study Clinic, Private Treatment Room 3Re: Adrienne Aleppo Product Study #F8-040-AAAdrienne Aleppo, starlet, Product Study Subject #F8-042-AA and current celebrity member of the “Stinkers!” reality TV show, exhaled dramatically an...
Growing into the Job, Post 503: A Day at Far Horizons: Fertility & Maternal Optimization Clinic (aka Mom Genes (1))
Ellie kept her hands at ten and two on the wheel, but her mind was already somewhere else. The words were forming. The sentences. The blog post.How do I even start?She licked her lips, tasting salt - I have to stop biting them - testing a few opening lines under her breath."Fertility is a journey, not a destination...
Growing into the Job, Post 502: A Day at Far Horizons: Behavioral & Relationship Dynamics Center
SESSION NOTES (ABRIDGED)Full transcription available in unabridged file #000:444:001Clients(s):Monroe, Melissa (“M”) dob 03/27/20$%[REDACTED], Jay (“J”) dob 02/19/1989Therapist:Chou, Ani, PhDSession Type:Initial Couples Intake – Regression Therapy ConsultationDate:Monday, 11/18/20€¥Session Time:12:27 PMLoc...
Growing into the Job, Post 501: A Day at Far Horizons: Geriatrics (FHMA), p3
A memo from the main office: Didja ever get the feeling that something was missing? That there's a great big hole where there should be some, I dunno, other chapter? We here at theBasic have been feeling like this over the past week or so. So, we've gone back in our files and found this lost gem - well, not rea...
Growing into the Job, Post 500 (!!!): A Day at Far Horizons: Geriatrics (FHMA), p2
I sat alone in the exam room, staring at my hands, flexing my fingers open and closed as if they might hold an answer. The room felt larger now with that enormous woman gone, or maybe I was just feeling smaller in it. Either way, the air felt tight.I exhaled sharply, trying to shake off the heat still lingering in my f...
Growing into the Job, Post 499: A Day at Far Horizons: Geriatrics (FHMA), p1
This wasn’t how my Monday mornings were supposed to go.I sat hunched over the small desk in Exam Room 3, sitting on a stool and tapping at the old workstation. I was trying - and mostly failing - to focus on my notes for the three patients I’d seen this morning. This new EHR - sorry, Electronic Health Records - sys...
Growing into the Job, Post 498: A Day at Far Horizons: Internal Medicine/OBGYN
Eva McMahon sat on the softly cushioned exam table, her hands folded in her soft lap, her mind unusually quiet. The last few hours had moved quickly, the morning a blur of introductions throughout her daughter’s visit in the Adolescent Care and Female Development Clinic, not to mention all the tests and unexpected em...
Growing into the Job, Post 497: A Day at Far Horizons: Adolescent Care and Female Development
Lexi Samuel’s heels clicked in a brisk, rhythmic cadence against the polished stone floors of Far Horizons Evolution Center‘s “Women’s Health and Wellness” wing as she strode away from the Aesthetics Clinic, tossing a quick “See you later, Patti!” over her shoulder at the receptionist’s desk.“Later, L...
Growing into the Job, Post 496: A Day at Far Horizons: Aesthetics
The Channel 5 News van pulled up smoothly to the curb and the blonde woman in the passenger seat looked up from what she’d been doing on her phone. The mid-morning sun cast a crisply golden hue over the exterior of Far Horizons Evolution Center which, as a building, was rather nondescript in the way suburban office p...
Growing into the Job, Post 495: Netflix and Chill, p2
I smiled to myself, still holding you cradled against my shoulder, your little body limp and relaxed in my arms. You were warm and soft, your breath slow and steady against my neck. I sniffed your hair. God, I loved moments like this - and I loved you! - after an orgasm, exhausted, when you let yourself be completely v...
re:GITJ Post 494: Argh
Another flag. As we here at theBasic work with the roaches that live in the walls, please enjoy Post 494: Netflix and Chill, p1, in its Final Form HERE.
Growing into the Job, Post 492: Lunch Meeting, Epilogue, p1
The late afternoon sun slanted through the small window of my equally small apartment, filling the single room with a warm, golden light. I sat on the couch, cross-legged and hunched over the phone Melissa had given me, its sleek design almost too large for my smaller hands. I’d swiped idly through a search engine pa...
Growing into the Job, Post 491: At Home with the Vaceks
The door to the modest apartment creaked open, and Katarina Vacek - experimental Protsesspatient, KOLECTV operative and current Hive member at EP_Site_004 stepped inside. She set her purse down on the narrow console table by the door, hung her jacket, kicked off her white sneakers and - ooof, these ogromne piersi - cra...
Growing into the Job, Post 490: Men, Abandon Science (1)
-----see also: GITJ Post 172----22:04, Dimanche. 16.11.20%&Grenoble, FranceLate in the evening after a hard day, Pierre Allard, researcher at the local Université, felt his pulse quicken as he picked up the printout. Someone had printed it out from a source online and put it here on his desk, in his home study. That s...
Growing into the Job, Post 489: Lunch Meeting, p7
“Don’t you think it’s great that I’m always looking for ways to improve myself for us?” asked Melissa, my girlfriend and the manager of the medical facility that I’d be working at in a, uh, reduced capacity come tomorrow. She was still letting me look at her chest, which had burgeoned to nearly burst from t...
Growing into the Job, Post 488: Lunch Meeting, p6
Find Post 488 Here==============================sorry for the annoyance. but hope you enjoy.
Growing into the Job, Post 488: Lunch Meeting, p6
“Okay just one more strap from this harness…” she said, “and you’ll be all set for your ride home.”Melissa had, just moments ago - quickly, confidently and with the determination of a young mom on a mission - swept me out of the restaurant where we’d just had a meal, signed our new contracts and, uh…she...
GITJ Tangent Story: SheVantage PR, by AgeoftheGiantess - Chapter 8 (Conclusion)
8. SheVantage PR: Company OffsiteSarah Driscoll couldn't believe her eyes as the limousine pulled up to the luxurious resort. Sprawling vineyards stretched as far as the eye could see, framed by rolling hills bathed in golden California sunshine. As an intern, she never imagined she'd be included in such a lavi...
Growing into the Job, Post 487: Lunch Meeting, p5 (or...Shrinking into the Job)
The hip, Middle-Eastern restaurant, awash with midday sunlight, hummed with the quiet ambiance of clinking cutlery, murmured conversations, and the occasional soft laughter from other lunchtime diners. But at the windowside table at the front of the bistro, where a small, middle-aged physician sat across from two tower...
GITJ Tangent Story: SheVantage PR, by AgeoftheGiantess - Chapters 6&7
Chapter 6: Welcome to the #ChillZoneDespite DylanChillin’s online persona of a laid back, go-with-the-flow, goofy dude, his videos and content were coordinated by a large team of producers and managers.100 Million followers doesn’t just happen. It takes time, energy, investments, and a ton of meetings.Dylan was in ...
GITJ Tangent Story: SheVantage PR, by AgeoftheGiantess - Chapters 4 & 5
Chapter 4: The Book SigningThomas K. Halloway stood at the podium, his well groomed salt-and-pepper hair gleaming under the warm lights of the bookstore. The room was packed, every seat filled with eager young men, their eyes shining with admiration as they gazed up at their intellectual hero. The air buzzed with antic...
Growing into the Job, Post 486: Lunch Meeting, p4
”M-Melissa..!” I blurted, finally being able to speak after watching what just happened to my girlfriend, sitting at lunch at a fancy Mediterranean restaurant after signing her new contract. I was ignoring the fact that she’d just made me come in my khakis under the table, with her foot, and I could feel the slim...
GITJ Tangent Story: SheVantage PR, by AgeoftheGiantess - Chapters 2 & 3
Chapter 2: Contract Negotiations Cameron Quinn strode through the gleaming lobby of his agent’s office, his designer suit fitting perfectly over his muscular frame. The click of his Italian leather shoes echoed off the marble floors as he made his way to the elevators. He nodded and winked at the receptionist, flashi...
