Apr 9

UTTERLY ALONE

Category: Reporting from Work

No more Collin. No more Bob. All I have in my company now during these long nights are Eleanore’s scissors and loud rap music;  Kim’s incessant complaining and motorcycle discourse.

Look how sad those chairs are! Just sitting there, no one to move their wheels, static and empty. EMPTY. EMPTY LIKE MY HEART.

I might kill myself. Or find another job. Right now I’m too lazy to achieve either, so probably I’ll just whine a lot about being bored and alone and abandoned.

You know, the usual.

4 comments

4 Comments so far

  1. lindsay April 10th, 2008 5:18 pm

    It is too quiet!

    When Eleanore clips coupons, I fear for my life.

  2. Tuna Tar-Tart April 10th, 2008 5:20 pm

    For the past two nights, she’s done nothing but clip coupons and talk to “Pee-Pop” and I really thought I was going to shoot myself!

  3. Bueno Mexicana April 10th, 2008 8:44 pm

    i’m sorry!!!

  4. Tuna Tar-Tart April 10th, 2008 8:48 pm

    i guess when you think about it, I’m basically just back where I started?

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