This post is in response to Trifecta's weekday challenge. They give us a one-word prompt and ask us to use it, in its third definition, in a 33-333 word response.
brain (noun)
Time Flies
“Tardiness is a lack of discipline. A lack of discipline is unacceptable here. Tuck in your shirt, Intern.”
He shook the words away and stopped mid-step. He tapped his forehead with his index finger and whispered,
“Think, think, think. Where were you last?”
He was getting more anxious with three minutes to spare. There was no way to leave without it. It was his brain. It held his boss’ schedule of appointments, some important contacts’ phone numbers, and his research notes for today’s meeting topic. He was determined to make up for last week’s debacle.
He passed by his nightstand one more time. The wristband that he had worn in the bar last night caught his eye and triggered a memory. He jumped and shouted out loud,
“My coat! It’s in the pocket!”
He remembered that he had thrown it in the laundry room since it reeked of smoke and stale beer. That smell would not bode well with the starched suits. Panic set in as his memory further informed him that he didn’t just throw it in the laundry room. He put it in the washing machine, sprinkled it with detergent, closed the lid, and sealed his doom.
He reluctantly walked over to the machine and opened what felt like a ten pound lid. There inside, clinging to the side of the drum, sat his fresh smelling coat and his waterlogged iPhone. He tucked in his shirt, grabbed his keys, and thought the least he could do was be on time today.
Ohhhhh. Ouch. That's. Just. Cruel. And so so true. He's pretty well doomed. Rice anybody?
ReplyDeleteHA! I was going to include him grabbing a bag of rice in the end, but ran out of words. :) And, yes, he really doesn't stand a chance.
DeleteYes, Ouch! This story scared me because, in his shoes, I would have become a tangle of nerves and tears. Jobs are hard to get these days. Your writing put me right there.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sparks. I agree. I would have been the same way.
DeletePoor little dude. He's never going to make it at that job anyway. His boss sounds like a real jerk.
ReplyDeleteOh, and Gigi says you're welcome. :)
I'm glad I got the boss being such a jerk across. He won't make it unfortunately. He still has a little too much party in him to be able to impress that group of suits.
DeleteI dedicate that line in the story to you and Gigi. :) Thanks!
Poor guy! I think it's great that you didn't say who the boss was or what he did. Your omission implies that whatever they do at that office, it isn't worth the intern's self respect.
ReplyDeleteThanks! Exactly. I figured the image of the "suits" was enough.
DeleteOhhhh! I've been right with this dude before! Lots of phones have seen the inside of my machine. Bummer for him but at least he wouldn't get reamed out by his boss today! Very fun post!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Gina. I really liked yours as well.
DeleteYeah, I probably just would have called in and said I wouldn't be returning.
ReplyDeleteToo embarrassing. Even if the boss is a jerk.
My student teaching (similar to an internship) was with a crochet old woman who was retiring. She made me do everything and then told me it wasn't right. FUN TIMES! :)
DeleteOh, this is a good one! Poor guy. But the boss' brain got what it deserved!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sandra. Your poem was lovely!
DeleteThanks for linking up to Trifecta this week. If you haven't already done it, you might be interested in clicking on the "Meet Your Fellow Trifectans" tab on our site and introducing yourself there. Hope to see you back on Monday for the new prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Trifecta. Enjoy your weekend!
DeleteThis was a good display of a typical day for someone like this guy.
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