If I could pick any day, to waltz into work an hour late, it would have been yesterday. Yesterday, my manager was sick with a stomach flu, but today the regional manager was coming in. Everyone was on their best behavior, even my coworker, Ella. Everyone thought Ella got preferential treatment because she was deaf, and I’m not even trying to be insensitive, but everyone was right. Ella did mess up a few times, but she was never late for work.
I got away with it most days, but today that chance was...
In this country, a boss should always be bald and have a big belly.
At 8 years old, that was what I believed. My uncle- the one that raised me isn’t bald. He hasn’t got a big belly either, so you don’t realize, the first time you see him, that he’s the actual boss of a big office in the center of town. When my parents died, Uncle Bassey took me in. I watched him run to work, just so he could be the first one at the office in the mornings. I watched him give people orders, and they obeyed. So as I g...
At about 2:33AM, I gave my last breath. Only one of the many times I had died. Only one of the many ways I had done it, but this time the front doorbell woke me.
I had passed out drunk from the cheap whiskey, and woke staring only at the Jim Beam bottle which now lay empty by my left foot.
It was already over half way gone when I stole it from my mothers dressing room closet. I didn’t think a few shots would kill me, but I sure as hell thought it would get me drunk enough to kill myself.