Late
Okay, so I was late - but it was just a meeting, a meeting between strangers, about strangers whom we serve everyday. I uneasily sat down, my eyes wandering to look at the group around me.
It's not that we're never met, that would be a lie - but in the world of work, of service we provide the faces that look upon me now are masks, an illusion of reality. You really have to look to realize the truth.
"Sorry I'm late," I begin to announce. The seat I've taken is cheap and tacky and the boss rolls his eyes in my direction.
"Your funeral," he said eyes returning to his paperwork. "Besides, it's not me you should be apologising to"
Of course not. The girl on my bosses right was giving me daggers, repeatedly, and I can only assume due to her...skimpy attire that I was keeping her from a very important date.
Well f*** me sideways, I've become the white rabbit in all of this.
"Well like I said on the phone" I repeat to the crowd, "My bus was late."
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Inspired after a meeting at work before creative writing!
It's not that we're never met, that would be a lie - but in the world of work, of service we provide the faces that look upon me now are masks, an illusion of reality. You really have to look to realize the truth.
"Sorry I'm late," I begin to announce. The seat I've taken is cheap and tacky and the boss rolls his eyes in my direction.
"Your funeral," he said eyes returning to his paperwork. "Besides, it's not me you should be apologising to"
Of course not. The girl on my bosses right was giving me daggers, repeatedly, and I can only assume due to her...skimpy attire that I was keeping her from a very important date.
Well f*** me sideways, I've become the white rabbit in all of this.
"Well like I said on the phone" I repeat to the crowd, "My bus was late."
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Inspired after a meeting at work before creative writing!
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