Lenny Pt. 1

This is a story I started in 2015.  I'm finally at a point I can continue/finish it.  Now on with the show!

Lenny Vicuna was your typical alien from, well, let's just say an alien planet.  Lenny's native language doesn't translate well into any Earth language. Yet his race had the ability to learn any language quickly.   Lenny's real name was his planet's equivalent of Jim Smith or Tom Jones, not unusual.  His job was also equivalent of a paper pusher, button clicker or test tube spinner.  He started off in an entry-level position and worked his way up few levels.  Wasn't the best, certainly not the worst.  Did a few good things that got him some recognition.

He had a group of friends that he hung out with doing all the normal things the aliens on his planet did.  Lenny's life on his planet wasn't really that bad.  He got by.

Yet Lenny felt that he needed something else.  He wasn't sure what.  So he lived his life and got by always with the feeling there should be something more.

Then one day he nearly slept through his entire shift and still managed to do his job in his sleep.  It was then he knew he had to take drastic measures.  He took off for Human Resources (his job's version anyway) and wanted to know if there were any other openings anywhere else.

Turns out there was an opening in their Earth branch.  Lenny didn't even give the clerk the time to give him details before he said yes.  Before he could go Lenny had to fill out a packet for transfer.  First up was getting a more Earth appropriate name.  The clerk clicked some buttons and the name "Lenny Vicuna" showed up.  Lenny shrugged and decided he could live with it.

After two weeks of Earthling training, Lenny found himself in the city of Bridgeport.  He was set up with a small apartment in a seedy part of town and was ready to start work in the lab first thing Monday morning.

At first it was exciting, meeting new people experiencing new things.  He found a local watering hole and spent many evenings there.  Nobody seemed to question him to closely.  They would just smile and nod when he said he was "From out of town and it's complicated".  Lots of people had the same story.  Topics turned to the weather or the local sports teams.

The months went by and soon he felt the same way he did on his old planet.  Same stuff every day.  Really boring, too.

To be continued...