Chapter 1.4 Social Contact

Ok then mobile phone, it looks like it's just you and me.

But who can I call?  It's not like the police or the fire department would appreciate a call from a neurotic drama queen looking for a sperm donation is it?  Honestly, of course there have to be rules, but do they have to be this strict?


The next day arrives and my car pool arrives, although I have to say, I have no idea who the woman driving the car is?  Do I work with her?

After another uneventful day at work, I headed home and read the local newspaper.

With some unexpected consequences...

Oh great, a blocked toilet.  Do I really have to try and clear it?  Oh, wait a minute, isn't this the perfect opportunity to meet one of these NPC's that The Great One was talking about?  

I called the maintenance office, but they were closed and I left a message, I hope someone comes soon, it smells.

Ah, it's Wednesday, my first day off since arriving here in Sunset Valley.  I really need to have some social interactions, or I think I am going to go crazy.  Now, did I leave my mobile number with the maintenance people?!  Oh, who cares, I am going to seriously freak out if I have to stay in the tin pot shack a minute longer.

Ah, that's better.

Food!

Such a cute butterfly, worth a handful of Simoleons too!

And a seed, I wonder what it will grow into.

But wait, why aren't I being plagued by nature?  Oh, my little freak out cancelled that little moodlet out! Way to go me!

Oh my gosh - a person, a real live person!

Meet Tuesday Spears, what a pretentious name, turns out she doesn't like sushi either.  How can you not like sushi?

Well, that helped me fill up my social bar a bit.  But I really don't like that woman, just because she grew up here doesn't give her the right to snub me like that.

I had best head home, in case that handy man turns up, oh gosh, I hope they don't send Tuesday.