Scouting Prowess.

The authorative position had always alluded him. He wished for responsibility, but, had never been given the chance, to take any thing on. Why would he when so many competed to be " Top Dog " ? He, needed a break. In the eyes of a stranger he saw that. She defined all he required to make more of himself. And, improve his standing. As regards future considerations for employment. Beyond the " natural " order of things. In this place. Within, the backdrop, and the " Back-lot " there was to be found movement, on the journey, to nowhere in particular. But, at least with funding involved. For, a life enriched with the " sweet smell of success " ! In the rear location was a chance to move himself forward. Quickly.
Advancement on this front, was a surprise. That, was sure. But, he was best placed to grab the opportunity, with both hands. And, manipulate it, to his advantage. And, hopefully to his liking. In the scheme of things he had discovered what matters more. To, bring about return, and reward, beyond the expected. The constant retreat from his rightful grading, was to be abandoned, for the fulfilling " gesture of futility " to go where others may dare not.
The " light, at the end, of the tunnel " was a welcoming friend, now. Rather, than a source of irritating complicity, in the framework to keep him out of  " The Dark " ! But, with " Rays, of Hope " attached, to go even further in the future. Even, though his mother would be proud, at what had already been attained. And, gained, in the competitive market-place. Where, " Love, and Hate Collide " with maximum effect. The blessing of survival an indictment of your worth. According, to the board. The ways of the world were now to be exposed to him. As, never before. In the moment there would be the visualization of the dream-state. With all its significant methods of making one succumb to influence. And, probably " effluence " of others ! But, at least he was getting on. To him, practically, a miracle. If, truth be told. Especially, by the " mother," and the " lover " !
In his heart, he knew he was ready for any materialization of greed. And, self-indulgence. As, incorporated into the middle-class " sophisticates. " The time, at the workplace, with its heavy load, had prepared him. For the ride like no other, as seen in  " The Last Boy Scout " ! He, knew, that, although he had died years earlier, due to over-excersion, he had shown the way. To the bonus.And, the features which gave more, than thought possible. There, was, now, the means to an end, which represented him. Rather, than, some notional definition of the ways to achieving. At, this place. He, had a role-model to follow, to find true worth. From, her eyes, and her " thighs " ! How, fortunate was he ? To, express himself fully. Even, though the constant threat of " rivalry " loomed large, on the horizon. Life, was finally being kind. He, liked it. Better, that way ?  Do you think so ? Really.

See, " The Producers " ? 
In which, direction, is the wind ?