Pulling her bright red coveralls out of her backside, again, Jessie moved slowly down the corridor to the counsellor’s office. The hem of the coveralls stopped about four inches too short and no matter how many times she had asked the replicator to produce a longer pair, the result was never a good fit. Either the leg length was too short, too long or it was too tight for zipping properly. Making a mental note, she planned on asking the CSO if she could wear something more similar to BVDs. Or were they called BTUs? She couldn’t remember. Turning her ball cap so the brim faced forward and not backwards, Jessie untangled her long jet black cane rolls before pressing the chime with her long brown forefinger. 

Crewman Jessie Polizzi, Science