[Scene: Bobby's studio apartment as he's getting ready for work]
Bobby rubbed his right hand. "Must be a storm coming in", he thought, his hand always hurt when the weather changed.
He thought back to his childhood.
[Scene: Our Holy Mother of Eve the Mitochondiral Academy for Gifted Bubbles]
Bobby: Ow! What was that for?
[rubbing his right hand, which until a moment ago had been holding his pen]
Sister Mary Catherine: New rules came down from the Head Master. Left hands only from now on.
Bobby: What do you mean only left hands from now on? I'm right handed, like my whole family.
Sister Mary Catherine: I'm sorry Bobby, I really am but the decision was made and we all have to learn to live with it. Left hands or we don't eat
[Scene: Back in Bobby's studio apartment as he's walking out the door. It is minimally furnished and his clothes lood threadbare and worn]
He'd learned to use his left hand as best he could, but he never really got the knack of it and he and his family had managed to just scrape by on what scraps they could find that they could eat, not much work available for a right handed bubble forced to mask to survive in a left handed world.
He guessed it was better than the olden days though. Things hadn't looked good back then, the left and right hands always competing for what jobs were available. Nothing ever really worked right and a lot of the factories in town were packing it in. "Investment capital is fickle", he thought, "they were almost ready to give up. I guess it was the right decision in the end. To bad it went the way it did".
The big polymer plants on the edge of town had really taken off in the last few years, the efficiency gains from a homogeneous workforce had seemingly enabled a whole new world of biochemical manufacturing.
Too bad Bobby and his family wouldn't be around to see it. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He had picture of his nephew Bobby Jr as his wallpaper, an action shot as his all-star goalie relation snagged a pick mid-air with his gloved right hand. It made him glad to know that a bit of random luck meant his family wouldn't be forgotten forever.