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After hundreds of applications and months of unemployment, Raj had finally been accepted for a supporting minimum wage role at the LAC. The 26 year old Indian-American couldn't contain his excitement as he jumped around his studio apartment in delight. "Yipee! I fianlly did it, heck yeah! I gotta tell the Reddit gang". Raj immediately sat down and loaded up his favorite website, grinning ear to ear, having earnt bragging rights over his fellow redditors.
He was due to start in 2 days. Raj couldn't believe his luck. This could be his one chance to make some friends, or even meet a potential date! As a 26 year old virgin, Raj couldn't wait to get out there and meet people now that his STEM degree had come to an end. Maybe, just maybe, he would even have a chance at befriending some of the players. Imagine that, attending the fanciest parties and meeting the hottest girls. The thought alone almost gave Raj an erection. "Study hard, play even harder" Raj thought to himself, struggling to contain his mischievous smirk. He was on top of the world.
2 Days later:
Raj arrives at the parking lot in his Ford Pinto
He exited the car and walked over to the entrance to be greeted by a tall 6'3 manager of the team. He shook his hand firmly. Raj was only 5'4. But that didn't matter. His friends on Reddit had assured him that height means nothing. It's all about personality and confidence; besides, he managed to land this job didn't he? Those losers on r/short can go fuck themselves
"So you're the new hire, huh?"
"Yes sir, that's me!" Raj replied.
"Oh... okay. Follow me" he said, looking both disappointed and annoyed.
The tall manager led Raj through the building in to the team locker room.
"Your job is to clean this shithole up and make sure it's nice and fresh for the team. Anything they need and you do it, you got it?"
"Yes sir! I'll do my very best!"
"Good. You get caught slacking and you're out of here. Capiche?" The manager said with a stern look on his face. Raj nodded in submission.
Raj quickly dressed into his janitor uniform and got started with the cleaning.
30 Minutes later he hears loud and masculine voices in the hallway. Suddenly the door opens and the players began swarming in.
"H-h-hi guys. I'm Raj, I'm the new janitor and helper"
The players looked at the short Indian man for 2 seconds before the room erupted into laughter.
A 6'9" behemoth of a man approached Raj. "Hey Janitor" The player said in a sarcastic tone. "I'm Blake, I run this bitch. You better do a good job if you know what's good for you. You understand, faggot?"
"Y-y-yes sir"
"Go fetch us some water"
Raj turned around to retrieve the team's water bottles. He didn't make it three steps before feeling immense pain on his back.
Three players had quickly gathered behind him, whipping the Indian with their wet towels as they laughed uncontrollably. Raj was against the wall, being assaulted from all angles. He looked like a child in comparison to these players.
"Hey that's enough!"
Everyone turned to see the team manger standing there beside them with a smile on his face.
"Sorry boss, we're just having a little fun"
"Get on the court and start warming up, we got a game to win"
The entire team left the locker room and made their way to the court.
Raj was left standing against the lockers with tears streaming down his face.
"Hey janitor, stop acting like a bitch and get on with your job. I want you out there in 20 minutes, those towels aren't going to warm themselves."
The manager had left the room leaving Raj in a sobbing mess.
'Come on. Be confident. Be confident. Fake it until you make it.' Raj said in an attempt to console himself. 'You got this'.
45 minutes had passed and the game was well underway. The LAC were winning in dominant fashion.
Raj was asked to sit next to the players, to ensure they had their water and warm towels.
3 Feet away, the player named Blake turned to his black teammate and said "Hey Tyrone, check this out"
"Yo Janitor!" he shouted
"Come over here, my shoes are dirty, I'm gonna need you to get down and clean them"
Raj rushed over and did what he was told. The Indian crouched down on one knee and began wiping Blake's left shoe with a wet towel
Tyrone looked over and laughed
The Indian burst into tears and scurried away to collect himself in the locker room.
He was due to start in 2 days. Raj couldn't believe his luck. This could be his one chance to make some friends, or even meet a potential date! As a 26 year old virgin, Raj couldn't wait to get out there and meet people now that his STEM degree had come to an end. Maybe, just maybe, he would even have a chance at befriending some of the players. Imagine that, attending the fanciest parties and meeting the hottest girls. The thought alone almost gave Raj an erection. "Study hard, play even harder" Raj thought to himself, struggling to contain his mischievous smirk. He was on top of the world.
2 Days later:
Raj arrives at the parking lot in his Ford Pinto
He exited the car and walked over to the entrance to be greeted by a tall 6'3 manager of the team. He shook his hand firmly. Raj was only 5'4. But that didn't matter. His friends on Reddit had assured him that height means nothing. It's all about personality and confidence; besides, he managed to land this job didn't he? Those losers on r/short can go fuck themselves
"So you're the new hire, huh?"
"Yes sir, that's me!" Raj replied.
"Oh... okay. Follow me" he said, looking both disappointed and annoyed.
The tall manager led Raj through the building in to the team locker room.
"Your job is to clean this shithole up and make sure it's nice and fresh for the team. Anything they need and you do it, you got it?"
"Yes sir! I'll do my very best!"
"Good. You get caught slacking and you're out of here. Capiche?" The manager said with a stern look on his face. Raj nodded in submission.
Raj quickly dressed into his janitor uniform and got started with the cleaning.
30 Minutes later he hears loud and masculine voices in the hallway. Suddenly the door opens and the players began swarming in.
"H-h-hi guys. I'm Raj, I'm the new janitor and helper"
The players looked at the short Indian man for 2 seconds before the room erupted into laughter.
A 6'9" behemoth of a man approached Raj. "Hey Janitor" The player said in a sarcastic tone. "I'm Blake, I run this bitch. You better do a good job if you know what's good for you. You understand, faggot?"
"Y-y-yes sir"
"Go fetch us some water"
Raj turned around to retrieve the team's water bottles. He didn't make it three steps before feeling immense pain on his back.
Three players had quickly gathered behind him, whipping the Indian with their wet towels as they laughed uncontrollably. Raj was against the wall, being assaulted from all angles. He looked like a child in comparison to these players.
"Hey that's enough!"
Everyone turned to see the team manger standing there beside them with a smile on his face.
"Sorry boss, we're just having a little fun"
"Get on the court and start warming up, we got a game to win"
The entire team left the locker room and made their way to the court.
Raj was left standing against the lockers with tears streaming down his face.
"Hey janitor, stop acting like a bitch and get on with your job. I want you out there in 20 minutes, those towels aren't going to warm themselves."
The manager had left the room leaving Raj in a sobbing mess.
'Come on. Be confident. Be confident. Fake it until you make it.' Raj said in an attempt to console himself. 'You got this'.
45 minutes had passed and the game was well underway. The LAC were winning in dominant fashion.
Raj was asked to sit next to the players, to ensure they had their water and warm towels.
3 Feet away, the player named Blake turned to his black teammate and said "Hey Tyrone, check this out"
"Yo Janitor!" he shouted
"Come over here, my shoes are dirty, I'm gonna need you to get down and clean them"
Raj rushed over and did what he was told. The Indian crouched down on one knee and began wiping Blake's left shoe with a wet towel
All of a sudden he feels an enormous hand palm his entire skull
Tyrone looked over and laughed
The Indian burst into tears and scurried away to collect himself in the locker room.
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