Worthy?

Dressed nicely, they moved around the room "schmoozing". They have a confidence, knowing their paychecks are of a high value. Wine glasses intermingled with vodka cocktails and stout whiskey. Whitened, heightened teeth grimaced smiles.

"Yes. I teach high school English." The handwritten badge gave it away amidst perfectly formed, typed badges. Blaring names and companies and organizations. BOLD, NEAT TYPE. So organized. Precise.

Who knew it would be a death sentence to any hope of valuable conversation, or value.

Backs turn, turn, turn. Black, brown and blue suits. A great seam threads straight down. A vertical plunge. An end?

A monotony of graying falsely blonde or black or brown. "Oh, yes. So gooooood to see you again."