“Well, a loser is a loser.” – was thinking Johny while lazily lounging in his bed with a little bit flat spring. His large-scale body was pressing the bed mechanism in a gravitational way, and naturally, he yielded as if he was like lying in a hammock. This did not bother the young man, as he was able to more tightly wrap into the fluffy blanket, where the heat was melting. It was already late morning, but Johny didn’t seem to care about it. What shall an unemployed person make?
Slowly, he yawned and wondered whether to fuck some other time. However, no commitments have been promised today. Johny turned the flank and his thoughts flowed lazily like waterlogged river.
More than a month passed since he was looking for a job. Whether from laziness or deliberation, or because of insufficient demand, the young man could not fit in any job description.
“Hm, my mother well said to take a time to finish higher,” he thought. “But no, empty loser, wasting time on carp at the age of 22!”
So he had walked several times a brigade overseas, but the prospect of pulling tear lettuce and potatoes didn’t seem much satisfactory to him. Johny dreamed to see himself in office, kitted out in costume and his feet on the desk, to give instructions to his staff and blissfully sip a glass of aged whiskey. This dream of his warmed him up so much, that he almost dozed off again with bliss. As if in a trance, he heard the phone ringing.
“Oh, The Electrical company … Shall I go up … ” – he questioned himself. But his laziness prevailed, and he remained under the warm blanket. The room was cold enough to expose his body to the sudden temperature change. After a few shrill pings the device stood silent. Johny sank again.
“Here, all my friends got a career… Bobby runs a carwash, Dan is in his own real estate business, Emily became tour agent … People work..And I, one job I can not keep … Tomorrow I’m going to have my electricity paid… ”
Indeed, Johny had stuck as a momentum that he did not know what day of the week is, nor what date, and the calendar in the living room sat a certain position for quite a good time. Electricity had to be paid couple of weeks ago, and four days ago the electrical power company called him for unpaid bills. In the apartment where he lived, it was absolutely cold for three days already. Johny did not seem to be impressed as he was going to bed early, sleeping late and darkness in general did not particularly annoy him. However, bathing with cold water was not quite alluring him. Yesterday the water was almost cold and his nose run when he came out of the bathroom.
“That will make me sick” – he sniffed and wrapped tightly in the towel.
To live without electricity had several advantages. First, he was living without this ever-increasing tariff per kilowatt / hour. The bills, which Johny was paying during the month, increased by around 7-8 EUR. Second, it was not bothering him that he did not have a TV. He was still having the small radio in the living room, running on batteries. Johny was running it each day about an hour. The batteries were new, and he was economically saving, they would last a week or two. Third, it’s true that he had to hand wash and with cold water, but what was different from the times when he was a student at Ruse years ago?
On the table a few slices of bread were drying out, some pieces of salad and two pieces of grilled meat. The beer in the two-liter bottle was no longer safe to drink, warm and without bubbles. “And I must go to the shop…” – his head dropped, – “Thank God, at least the phone bill is still good.” – he had to pay it back until the middle of the next month.
And he was running short on money. After paying the electricity bill, the water and filling the fridge, there would have remained something like 300 eur to survive the month. And there was no work available yet. There was no revenue. Willy-nilly 3 weeks ago he launched a lottery. He had never won even a coin, but occasionally played. “Who knows, maybe someday the sun will shine upon me!” – Jokingly, he thought-and-drop slip. Lucky-number withdrawals he often missed because he did not know when exactly they were communicated on the radio. “If they were ever announced…”
Johny couldn’t have known, but that ringing phone, which he deliberately missed, came from the office of the Lottery. Numbers released some time ago, were all his. The prize was pending expiring of waiting, but he could not have a guess.
“Well, a loser is a loser” he sighed again, alas himself more tightly in the eiderdowns and sank back to the sleep again.
