The PR agent hates obituaries overshadowed by someone else’s passing. No one dies at a convenient time. She never had good timing, he thinks.
Tagged: Work (581)
T 5660
He picks up the rags and decides he’s going to quit his job. He wants out. He goes home and kisses his wife. You need a better job, he says.
T 5658
He puts down the hammer and says, What? and she says, I can’t stand the noise can you please keep it down? and he picks up the hammer again.
T 5650
Someone says, This brand has lost its way, and someone else says, No it’s just in the toilet, and then everyone jetted off to Italy and ate.
T 5648
Jones stepped in it and Martin said, What’s the vig on that fug? They both laughed. Like men. Then Jones shot his partner. Shaddap, he said.
T 5635
He posts photos of smokestacks and achieves internet fame. His dad stops loving him. Because jealousy isn’t old or new media. It is eternal.
T 5625
He answered his phone and she could hear the exasperation in his breathing and he said, I’m busy, and he hung up and then his life was over.
T 5600
The paleontologist dusts the day’s work off his clothes. His wife picks up a suitcase and says, I’m leaving. Nothing lasts forever, he sighs.
T 5591
And then the consultant left the office satisfied he’d done his job and he walked up to a stranger in the park and said, Tell me what to do.
T 5564
She’s going to try on all the shoes and insult the sales guy because he’s gay and then she’s going to leave and then tomorrow she’ll be back.
