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Wednesday, October 04, 2006

The Underground

'What time did your bubble burst this morning then?'
'Excuse me?'
'I asked what time your bubble burst this morning. You know what I said.'
'I don't get you.'
'Well - you're the most miserable bastard in this office. Always something to moan about before you even sit down. It's getting everyone down. Just stay in your bubble from now on. Alright?'

It wasn't a question - that last word. Jeff nodded his response. Switched on his computer and started driving his heavy, heavy mouse.

4 comments:

Cocaine Jesus said...

great to have you back here mate. your writing is just the right side of off centre. love it!

steamroller B&W said...

morning morning mousy

Mathias said...

I think what I wrote is unofficially related to this post. :)

LJ said...

Uh-huh. Nice piece.

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