Mycroft Sharper Comes To Town

They are coming.

Yet another toy who has morphed from inanimate object into life wishes to make himself known to the world at large. So here he is.

His name is Mycroft Sharper and he is a snowman. As his name suggests, he is a cunning fellow and believes he could pursue a range of career options and continues to consider as many as possible. For example, Mycroft quickly ascertained he can qualify as a maths teacher and thinks there is a lot to be said for investing in the future by imparting knowledge. He'd even be paid for it.

Instead, Mycroft has chosen to drive cars for an out-of-hours doctor's service.

His job is to get the clinician, not stirred and not shaken, to a patient's home as quickly as the law and road conditions allow. But even this simple protocol apparently comes with a subtext that managers strive to enforce. Since the company is paid per consultation and is penalised if a certain percentage of calls breach the time limit demanded by the controlling authority, it is obsessed with ensuring the calls are completed by the allotted time.

He would love to tell you more about it, but Mycroft has found the working conditions in this country are currently based on the 80's (Or Victorian – take your pick) philosophy that You-Should-Be-Grateful-To-Have-A-Job-So-Know-Your-Place and fears the consequences of his manager discovering what might be considered damaging truths being revealed on-line.

The fact that he is a toy snowman come to life has not been commented on.

Maths has a purity he finds attractive – it is so easy to stand back and see both the wood and the trees.

 

Try not to do the stupid things stupid people do.