I’m No Glazier. That’s a Problem…

There’s so much glass here, in this city. I’ve been sent out to research glass and take notes on my findings. I’m finding it more difficult than it should be, mostly because there’s glass EVERYWHERE. Like, so many people use glass. It’s in every building, practically. I’ve managed to find one place that had no glass, but they had wooden shutters, so basically useless for building a structure on the moon.

I’m starting to regret lying on my application form and saying that I was an airtight glass specialist. I once did my work experience for a company in Melbourne that does glass repairs and replacement, and that wasn’t…I mean, it wasn’t absolutely YEARS ago. I still remember how to take out a window pane, and how to put a piece of glass INSIDE a window pane. I just might have embellished the part where I’m supposed to be doing all the glass work for the buggies, domes and…well, the things that are going to be keeping us alive. On the moon. I don’t even think rockets have glass in them, so I’m basically supposed to be creating some kind of scientific revolution. I just don’t think I properly estimated how sort on hands we’d be. It’s a pretty selective process to get in here, I said that I was a prodigy with glass…and now I’m the ONLY glass guy. Fun.

I actually just wanted to be put on the palace construction team, because they sound like they’ll be having all the fun. I know a bit about glass balustrading, at least enough to put some into the HQ of the big boss. I seriously thought that’d be enough, since glass balustrades are all shiny and new-looking. I’d be forever remembered in the new kingdom as that balustrading guy. Maybe I’d carve in my initials…if you can even do that with glass.

Nope. Now I’m responsible for keeping everyone alive. Wonder when I’m going to find a spare moment to confess THAT little secret?