Semi-cracked, frustrated Sam with potential for emo burst of woe (if you wanted to go that way) ... ...the boys find themselves working a job in an upscale retirement community. The kind where they get together for afternoon drinks, where little old ladies sport jewelry that costs more than the boys can dream, the men tool around in high-priced golf carts, and everyone's really just put out by this supernatural bother. Dean, of course, is like candy-coated crack to little old ladies. They can't get enough of him and he's fed, adored, and just followed around by his own harem of white haired ladies. The gents think he's a fine sport, too. Sam, however, oh Sam. Used to be he could flash those puppy eyes and that sweet, sincere smile and have anyone willing to open up to him. Now, it seems like everyone takes what he says wrong. And has his smile lost its glow or something because people don't seem to react well to that either. In fact, everyone seems to be downright rude to him. Worse, he could be paranoid and jealous, Dean thinks he is, but he thinks the old folks are out to get him. Dean figures maybe Sam's right when he comes down off of his coffee, cookie, and pie high and finds Sam in some dire, bloody trouble.
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Everyone Hates Sam
Date: 2010-03-08 03:05 am (UTC)...the boys find themselves working a job in an upscale retirement community. The kind where they get together for afternoon drinks, where little old ladies sport jewelry that costs more than the boys can dream, the men tool around in high-priced golf carts, and everyone's really just put out by this supernatural bother. Dean, of course, is like candy-coated crack to little old ladies. They can't get enough of him and he's fed, adored, and just followed around by his own harem of white haired ladies. The gents think he's a fine sport, too. Sam, however, oh Sam. Used to be he could flash those puppy eyes and that sweet, sincere smile and have anyone willing to open up to him. Now, it seems like everyone takes what he says wrong. And has his smile lost its glow or something because people don't seem to react well to that either. In fact, everyone seems to be downright rude to him. Worse, he could be paranoid and jealous, Dean thinks he is, but he thinks the old folks are out to get him. Dean figures maybe Sam's right when he comes down off of his coffee, cookie, and pie high and finds Sam in some dire, bloody trouble.