Balian wroteon 02:28AM at Jun 13th, 2008INT. BEDROOM - MORNINGNARARATORMeet Jim, your average man, the man you never notice, the man who works the nine to five day job everyday without fail, the lonely man, you get the picture.We are looking at a small room, covered with grey wallpaper with the odd painting of a woman half dressed standing in front of a small fence, but with her breasts covered in duct-tape. The floor is dressed with white carpet and as clean as clean can get. In the corner of the room is a small single mattress bed with a black duvet covering the frame of a man tossing and turning mumbling constantly to himself.ALARM CLOCK- RINGINGAt precisely 7.00amJim opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling before letting out a huge sighJIMWednesday the 11th of June, another day for me to do what I do best……let the world know I don’t exist.Jim stands to his feet, stretching both arms as wide as he can , looking like he is about to fly away. He stares at the painting of the woman.JIMYou should be glad I covered you up, cant be having you all nudely naked , distgusting behaviour for a woman of your beauty.Jim then turns around and starts to walk towards the bathroom which is threw one damp and worn out looking brown door, he pushes his way past and into his small bathroom, consisting of a green lino floor and white tiled walls. One small mirror, a bathtub with a shower appliance, an overused toilet by the looks of it and a sink placed in front of the small mirror.Jim stands in front of the mirror and looks at himself. He is a man of petit stature a man in his early forthys, with short but curly black hair and tired eyes and a small twitch on his bottom lip, a slightly hairy chest revealed threw his un-buttoned blue pyjama top.JIMAhhhh….look its me again, I need a new mirror, maybe then I might look better, maybe a brad pitt mirror, mmm note to self stop at mirror shop and buy a brad pitt mirror.Jim grabs his red toothbrush and dabbles it with toothpaste before taking it to his mouth and brushing, slowly but surely, up and down and side to side, he places his toothbrush back into its little pocket on the wall and rinses his mouth out.JIM la la la la di dom dom, my name is Jim Cooper and I am your man of the year, ah who am I kidding? I work at an airport, hav’nt even got employee of the month or a free sandwich.Jim walks towards his closet when he sets his eyes on the painting on the wall again,and thinks to himself shall he have one peek of what is under the dark grey duct-tape, but he fights his over whelming temptation and moves towards the closet.CUT TO KITCHEN TABLEJim is standing at his wooden two person table rushing his last bit of breakfeast wearing his airport desk clerk uniform consisting of a blue t-shirt, a white blazer and black pants, which in fact are too small for him , and showing his cotton white socks .JIMMmmm.. Why cant the world be made of you captian crunch delicious cereal, but you always keep me late don’t you captian, yup yup you sure do, but I forgive you as you taste so damn good.Jim places the bowl on the table and proceeds to walk out the door, keys in one hand and a small brown suitcase containing his lunch and a pen.CUT TO JIM ENTERING CARJim walks out of his appartment building and into the car park which is just to the left of the building, car park has about 50 spaces , but only 4 cars remain in it ,one of them been Jim’s. Jim jingles his keys in his hands with a sad and lonely look on his face , and brushing his small curly hair back with the free hand. Stops beside an old run down green Toyota Corolla and slots his key into the lock on the door,it takes a few attempts but finally gets the door unlocked and enters, re-adjusting his rear view mirror.The radio comes on playing a heavy metal band screaming very loudly, Jim winches before turning it offJimI just don’t get it , why do these young people have to shout, what ever happened to billy ocean? At least that was calm and…Before Jim gets to finish his sentence another song comes on the radio,it’s a pop song ,Jim looks bemused before driving off, not even bothering to turn the radio off as he knows another song he dislikes will just be on the next radio station.CUTS TO JIM PULLING INTO EMPLOYEE PARKING AREAJim parks his car and shuts off the engine and begins to step out of the car, when a small chubby man with a bald spot the size of China on his head and also in his early 40’s runs towards him waving his hands and a slight limpGARYHey Jim! Jim! Hey, hey , whats up man? Did you see channel 5 last night ,woooooooo man they had some nice ******* on there, Hey Jim! Jim! , guess what??? C’ mon guess!!JimWhat gaaary !!!???!!GaryThe stewardess’s from Europe arrived in at about 5am, I gotta get me a piece of that man, can u imagine? Bang bang whishk whishk…..ha huh huh? You with me?JimLeave me alone GaryJim walks threw the sliding doors as Gary stops just before still with a huge smile on his faceGARYOk Jim, catch you later my man !!Jim walks down a wide hallway covered in blue and white wallpaper and a shining wooden floor with stickers ;BAIL-AIRWAYS;He comes to a electronic doorway where he swipes his employee card. The card dosent work, so he tries again. A security guard at the other side looks at him as if Jim was about to ask a question,SECURITY GUARDHaving a problem sir?JIMAh ya my card wont work !!SECURITY GUARDAre you sure? Try it againJim swipes it again but still no resultThe security guard then takes his card and swiped it true, working on the first attempt. Jim then walks true but abruptly stopped by the guard.SECURITY GUARDWoooo where you goin buddyJIMTo workSECURITY GUARDGoin to need to see some I.DJIMAre you kidding? I have been workin here for 12 years !!SECURITY GUARDC’mon just let me see your I.DJim pulls out his I.D from his left blazer pocket and shows it to the guard with a sarcastic look on his face and sighs before walking to his locker in the staff room just to the left of the security door.
