On one cool, lazy, Summer afternoon, I lay in an open field. While I chewed on a blade of grass, I stared up into the clear, blue, sky, high above. My legs are bent at the knees and are crossed. I am in a pair of torn Levi shorts and a pink tee-shirt without any shoes on. I am wondering what I will be when I grow up. As I lay there in the cool grass, I drift in and out of consciousness, enjoying the peacefulness of the day. My daydreaming wanders even more and I find myself thinking of my office in the year 2000. I'm very busy, very confident, and......
It is a cool Autumn morning in the year 2000 and I am in my office busy working on my super computer. There are paper copies of my work everywhere, from rough drafts to misprints. Some of my paperwork is in neat stacks, some of it is in a box ready to be recycled, and some of it is just trashed.
While I sit in front of my computer, I feel very comfortable in my gray and black pantsuit but at the same time, I am nervously kicking my black heels on and off because of the nearing deadline for a prototype. I have been designing a better and more efficient data base for the Mars Corporation, the Corporation that now employs me.
Two years ago when I graduated from Front Range Community College the Mars Corporation hired me through a lottery. I was one of many students that got hired through this lottery. Only one-hundred names were pulled from this lottery, in the Fort Collins area. I guess you could say I was one of the lucky few.
The Mars Corporation is owned by two brothers,