When Carlos went to school he was told that this was
supposed to be a great field to work in. As he worked and built his resume he
and his coworkers joked that with his experience he’d always have a job in this
industry; the most he’d ever been out of work was maybe a month and a half.
It had to have been Hammer Industries. The company wasn’t in
existence anymore, having since been torn apart and cannibalized by larger
entities, but just the word ‘Hammer’ put a dark mark on Carlos’ history. He
hadn’t even been involved in the scandal – his job was with safety mechanisms in
the weaponry and technology that was made. But when Hammer set his sights on
Iron Man, everything went downhill.
Iron Man… Tony Stark. Everything he did in technological
advancement was incredible and it would have been a dream job to go work for
him. But Hammer ruined that. He ruined any prospect Carlos had of ever setting
foot anywhere near Stark Industries property. That was the one application that
Carlos never made. Because why would Stark and Potts want anyone from Hammer
Industries?
But the months of unemployment was weighing down heavily on
Carlos, and he was starting to not care. The worst that could be done was he’d
be ordered never to contact Stark Industries again. And really, would anything
be different?
So one Sunday afternoon at his father’s house in Oregon he
started the application. He linked his resume and profile, provided his
references, and before he could think much about it hit the submit button.
And that was that. Carlos never expected to be contacted by
them, but he can at least say that he tried.
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