Laura pressed on the sides of her nostrils, hoping, like playdoh, her large peanut shaped nostrils would reform into normal circular or at least bean shaped ones. But it was no such luck as it popped right back into place. She always felt like a hog because of her giant nostrils, the only saving grace was her big, dark rimmed glasses; it made her look like such a nerd but at least it detracted from her nostrils.
She eventually moved on and checked her attire in preparation for her interview; she'd been asked to come in as an intern at the college library. It wasn't anything great but it would be good on a resume as she worked on her goal of being a museum docent. She dreamed of working at the Museum of Historical Art and Science; she always had such a thing for old culture and innovation.
She smiled just slightly, out of the corner of her mouth; she looked good. She was ready.
"Ms. Finksy, this is incredible; you have quite the resume, some very prestigious institutions."
"Oh, thank you," Laura said, shyly.
"I think you can start right away in the library department."
"I don't like this!" A large woman, sitting next to Laura, interjected. She was very heavy, she barely fit into the chair with her expansive butt creaking on the wood of the armrests on either side. "I don't need an assistant."
"Ms. Blok, the school really thinks..."
"Oh, shut up and talk to me like a human being, Dick!"
"Richard. Please." The dean requested, flustered. "I...I think you need help...a-around the library. Students have been complaining they sometimes don't get books until after the report is due."
"I can't help that."
"Ms. Blok, please, just accept this; we're not going to fight about it. I've made my decision."
"Well, you'll regret it!" She said to him, then she turned to Laura, "You too."
Laura cowered back, she was shaking the entire argument; she hated confrontation, ever since she heard her parents yelling when she was a child.
And then Ms. Blok stormed out, her footfalls deliberate and heavy; she slammed the door behind her as she left the office.
Laura looked back at Dean Richard; he seemed in denial but good spirits all the same, "She's harmless."
"I'm not so sure..."
"Trust me, she's all bark. If you're ready to get started, you can head down to the library right now."
"Okay," Laura said, regaining her confidence.
"Great! Maybe finally we can get some good service around the library, huh? Huh?" He said, nudging Laura playfully.
"We'll see," she said, modestly.
Richard smiled.
Laura felt a sudden thrill as she entered the front doors of the library. All the studious learners, nose buried in books; she felt at home here, in her element.
In the distance, she saw the librarian's station, where Ms. Blok was sitting, lazily, when she spots Laura near the entrance. As Laura, timidly approaches, Ms. Blok sits up and eventually stands, towering over Laura a bit as she stands to report to this woman.
"Listen, I don't want you here but as long as you're going to be here, you'll listen to me; got it?!"
"I got it," Laura said, quickly, obediently; she wanted to get on Ms. Blok's good side. It was her nature; she wanted everyone to like her.
Ms. Blok smiles and leans in; Laura does the same but her face quickly turns when she hears a subtle roar from Ms. Blok's stomach. Gas rising. She opens her mouth and BELCHES, loud and for a full five seconds in Laura's face.
Laura immediately clutches her nostrils, "Oh my God! What is that?"
"It's a burp, Princess; get over it, you'll be dealing with them a lot, working near me."
"Ugh...I...I mean, can you please, point them away from me...next time? Please?"
"I'll point them where I want to point them," Ms. Blok said, nonchalantly.
Laura aggressively fanned the air around her, hoping to dissipate the toxic burp that hung near her face.
The two sat in silence for the rest of the day; Laura handled the two students that needed help while Ms. Blok seemed more than happy to sit on her fat ass while still looking bitter.
