Thomas (40) woke up that morning with a hangover. The day before he lost his job, due to cutback and management problems in the Bio tech company he was working at. Thomas took an aspirin and sat there in the kitchen staring at an empty plate, contemplating on drinking another beer.
Thomas was working on a synthetic bacteria that reduced matter, hoping that it would be used on the ever growing problem with plastic, but the new elected board member of the research institute he was employed by, broke off the funding, leaving Thomas with nothing other than an early retirement check and a thank you note, which felt like a fuck you letter full of fake sincerity.
Thomas was working on a synthetic bacteria that reduced matter, hoping that it would be used on the ever growing problem with plastic, but the new elected board member of the research institute he was employed by, broke off the funding, leaving Thomas with nothing other than an early retirement check and a thank you note, which felt like a fuck you letter full of fake sincerity.