questions, please.
JF: I mean, wouldn’t something like that be in my file already? God, you know damn well why I put in my notice. My lieutenant practically held my hand when I encoded my resignation.
PAA: This may be true. However, the archive needs linear cohesion, deputy. Please, just state the reason for your resignation for the audio record.
JF: Fine. I have Depressus. Linear cohesion happy now?
PAA: Yes. And for what it’s worth, let me offer you my condolences. I know how this must be difficult for you. Now, then, first things first. Are you lucid this afternoon, Deputy Flynn?
JF: What do you mean?
PAA: Are you clear-headed? Are you on any heavier-than-normal medication or substances unknown that might affect your answers today?
JF: I’m still on duty.
PAA: Yes-yes.
JF: I’m still a security officer for the next twenty-four hours.
PAA: Yes, but your file indicates you have been reprimanded twice for overindulging your medication levels in recent weeks. It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I also know it’s not uncommon for personnel to throw caution to the wind so close to termination.
JF: Look, I’m fine. Basic even dosage and barge-medical-approved. I know the rules. All that stuff? I was going through a rough couple of days and made a mistake. What, you want to give me a blood test right now, is that it? Wipe my tongue and take a saliva sample?
PAA: We just want perfect linear cohesion for the archive.
JF: Yeah, right.
PAA: Please calm down.
JF: I’m calmed down.
PAA: Deputy Flynn, let me be frank. While I sympathize with your distress, yours is not the first Depressus security case I’ve interviewed. I fully understand how normal discourse can cause aggravation and induce radical temperament fluxes in those with Depressus. I repeat, I mean to cause you no grief this afternoon. So if you simply answer the questions succinctly and with proper composure, we’ll be done with this in no time.
JF: [Inaudible]
PAA: What?
JF: Just how many questions are you going to ask me anyway?
PAA: Mmm. Fifty, give or take.
JF: [Inaudible]
PAA: How’s that?
JF: Nothing. Just forget it.
PAA: Good. Now, then, let’s move on with some basics. In your own words, what was most satisfying about your position as a deputy for
Alaungpaya
Security Services?
JF: Nothing.
PAA: Nothing? Come, come. All those years of service, there must be something you found satisfying.
JF: Well, maybe some of the respect, I suppose.
PAA: Excellent answer. Good, good.
JF: Some of the camaraderie. Helping people out of bad situations, you know, stuff like that.
PAA: I see. And what during your tenure did you find the least gratifying?
JF: Besides the fact that you guys should seriously consider changing the name of
Alaungpaya
’s security force? I’d say the least satisfying would be the compensation.
PAA: Of course you do realize
Alaungpaya
Security Service personnel are some of the highest-compensated law-enforcement officers in the Second Free Zone.
JF: Oh, come off it. Some of the highest paid? We both know for a fact the compensation assessment for
Alaungpaya
security bites the big one. It’s laughable even with last year’s benefit upgrades. And I should know—I’m in the union.
PAA: Again, I must caution you about your tone of voice.
JF: My tone of voice? My tone of voice? You know what? Get bent.
PAA: See, the direction you seem so insistent on taking this—
JF: What? Can’t I even express myself openly anymore outside of a doctor’s office? Or is speaking my mind forbidden now too? I just don’t like the fact that you jerks have to do some kind of post mortem on me and I haven’t even killed myself yet. Damn it… [Inaudible] See? This is what I’m talking about. Shit, I knew I should have just opted for uploading this crap instead of doing an exit interview in person.
PAA: That was your choice.
JF: My choice. None of us have a choice.
PAA: Is something wrong, deputy?
JF:
JF: I mean, wouldn’t something like that be in my file already? God, you know damn well why I put in my notice. My lieutenant practically held my hand when I encoded my resignation.
PAA: This may be true. However, the archive needs linear cohesion, deputy. Please, just state the reason for your resignation for the audio record.
JF: Fine. I have Depressus. Linear cohesion happy now?
PAA: Yes. And for what it’s worth, let me offer you my condolences. I know how this must be difficult for you. Now, then, first things first. Are you lucid this afternoon, Deputy Flynn?
JF: What do you mean?
PAA: Are you clear-headed? Are you on any heavier-than-normal medication or substances unknown that might affect your answers today?
JF: I’m still on duty.
PAA: Yes-yes.
JF: I’m still a security officer for the next twenty-four hours.
PAA: Yes, but your file indicates you have been reprimanded twice for overindulging your medication levels in recent weeks. It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I also know it’s not uncommon for personnel to throw caution to the wind so close to termination.
JF: Look, I’m fine. Basic even dosage and barge-medical-approved. I know the rules. All that stuff? I was going through a rough couple of days and made a mistake. What, you want to give me a blood test right now, is that it? Wipe my tongue and take a saliva sample?
PAA: We just want perfect linear cohesion for the archive.
JF: Yeah, right.
PAA: Please calm down.
JF: I’m calmed down.
PAA: Deputy Flynn, let me be frank. While I sympathize with your distress, yours is not the first Depressus security case I’ve interviewed. I fully understand how normal discourse can cause aggravation and induce radical temperament fluxes in those with Depressus. I repeat, I mean to cause you no grief this afternoon. So if you simply answer the questions succinctly and with proper composure, we’ll be done with this in no time.
JF: [Inaudible]
PAA: What?
JF: Just how many questions are you going to ask me anyway?
PAA: Mmm. Fifty, give or take.
JF: [Inaudible]
PAA: How’s that?
JF: Nothing. Just forget it.
PAA: Good. Now, then, let’s move on with some basics. In your own words, what was most satisfying about your position as a deputy for
Alaungpaya
Security Services?
JF: Nothing.
PAA: Nothing? Come, come. All those years of service, there must be something you found satisfying.
JF: Well, maybe some of the respect, I suppose.
PAA: Excellent answer. Good, good.
JF: Some of the camaraderie. Helping people out of bad situations, you know, stuff like that.
PAA: I see. And what during your tenure did you find the least gratifying?
JF: Besides the fact that you guys should seriously consider changing the name of
Alaungpaya
’s security force? I’d say the least satisfying would be the compensation.
PAA: Of course you do realize
Alaungpaya
Security Service personnel are some of the highest-compensated law-enforcement officers in the Second Free Zone.
JF: Oh, come off it. Some of the highest paid? We both know for a fact the compensation assessment for
Alaungpaya
security bites the big one. It’s laughable even with last year’s benefit upgrades. And I should know—I’m in the union.
PAA: Again, I must caution you about your tone of voice.
JF: My tone of voice? My tone of voice? You know what? Get bent.
PAA: See, the direction you seem so insistent on taking this—
JF: What? Can’t I even express myself openly anymore outside of a doctor’s office? Or is speaking my mind forbidden now too? I just don’t like the fact that you jerks have to do some kind of post mortem on me and I haven’t even killed myself yet. Damn it… [Inaudible] See? This is what I’m talking about. Shit, I knew I should have just opted for uploading this crap instead of doing an exit interview in person.
PAA: That was your choice.
JF: My choice. None of us have a choice.
PAA: Is something wrong, deputy?
JF:
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