This story is longer than my last and I think that it’s better than my last.
Everyone has an imagination, so why not use it from time to time?
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The real struggle can’t be found in any newspaper, but at the heart of all big business, the employees. In my case I’m dealing with an employee, a low level, run of the mill, lower-middleclass-apartment owner-desk-monkey that struggles to pay his bills every month. You can call me Todd.
White faint striped shirt. Felt-tip pens in pocket. Black stumped shoes. Dark khaki pants. And a tie color to signify what my soul has turned to, Black.
I usually either hanged around my small cubicle, or the break room. How about the break room hm? A small popcorn walled awful excuse for a make-shift kitchen is what it is.
No trust here in 12-F, all either liars, thieves, cheats, or some combination of all I mentioned.
Jake hits on Tanya every day. Ellen bitches about Kraig, and the “manager”, if you could call him that, just sits back like we’re just a boring movie that he can masturbate his ego to.
I sit here, this is my cubicle: third from the door, and fifth from the window. I can almost taste freedom like that asshole Chuck over there.
Chuck: “Hey Todd”
“Yeah fuck you too Chuck.”
Chuck: “Excuse me?”
“Alright that’s enough dilly-dallying, time to get back to work.”
Chuck: “See you at the picnic!”
“See you in hell, douchebag.”
Why do I hate Chuck? I don’t know, some people are too nice, like they have something either against you or they secretly have a hit set on you.
Well, time to sit down and get back to-
Wait, who’s that fine piece of ass over there? Jane’s making some photocopies I see. Oh, sorry, Jane is just what my life revolved around for the past few years now. I’m totally over her now, I’ve moved on and I’m glad to say that I don- Alright I miss her okay?

At any rate, my staring led confusion to Julia.
“Todd, I need these papers done by Thurs- oh please, not another Jane day.”
“Hm? Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
“You were too busy staring down that innocent girl like a creep.