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Weekly Contest #357
I inhaled a deep breath, diligently fighting the urge to scream obscenities at the absolute toad of a man before me. Carl had apparently made it his work life mission to disrupt my workflow every, damn, day. Since starting this job, he’d somehow transitioned from an easy-going co-worker to my real-life nemesis.Initially, he’d been super communicative, submitting requests to me in such a timely manner I’d almost forgotten what it was like working in a toxic environment. Almost.The switch was subtle. He started submitting requests closer to th...
Weekly Contest #355
“What’s wrong?” Caleb asked. He spoke the question more out of habit than a desire to know the answer. Angry, abusive, and avoidant parents had severely stunted his emotional competence. He wondered what Rose was doing. Erin closed her eyes, cringing as Caleb’s sentence grated into her ears. She hated that question. It was loaded and meaningless, like an arrow shot straight up into the air. Dangerous, because anyone or thing could be the unwitting target. She knew he didn’t want any real answers from her. His eyes never lied. Seven years had...
Weekly Contest #353
“Thank you for taking the time to meet with me today, Mr. H,” I set my recorder on the table, “Do you mind? Helps with my notes.” I smiled at the gentleman sitting across from me. The mysterious interviewee who contacted me out of the blue less than 48 hours ago. “Not at all, Ms. Morel,” he took a sip of coffee before setting the cup down with a gentle clink, “I wouldn’t thank me just yet though.” The man smirked devilishly. “Why do you say that?” “I will tell you of the knowledge I possess. You may ask all the questions you’d like. Any I ...
Weekly Contest #349
The end of our world could have easily been avoided. At any point in time those in power could have done a few breathing exercises, touched some grass, and done some inner work with a mental health professional. A well-paid mental health professional that would have committed them to a padded room before letting them push any buttons. Maybe that outcome happened in a different timeline. In this one, they pushed the button. They all did. Every. Single. One.It’s a wonder earth didn’t dissolve into fire and ash. Don’t get me wrong, a lot of it ...
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