2nd Chapter the- Happened, next was what surprising. really odd and
A few short minutes (those are minutes that are only 50 seconds long, invented in the good old days of the 50 yard dash and liquorice as long as a piece of string) later, a man entered my office.
A man! In my office! (I obviously needed to get out more.)
He reminded me of cheese- fat, stupid and smelly, and I immediately sensed he was WeIrd with a capital I for grammatical incorrectness.
"Good morning and welcome to Box Co Boxes Incorporated, you are speaking with Erstwhile Rogers, how may I help you?"
Cheese Man looked me in the eye. "I'm from the F.B.I." he said.
There was a pause as he let this information set in.
"And, I'm looking for a woman who may have passed this way. She is guilty of murder, drug dealing, extortion, espionage, and taking candy from a baby. Can you tell me where she is, Erstwhile?"
I looked him in the other eye.
"Yes." I replied in my most masculine voice, unfortunately cracking a high in the middle of the word. "But I'll need a few hours to get ready."
Any other F.B.I agent would have questioned that obviously ludacris and stupid statement. But not Cheese Man. I told you he looked stupid. He was. He just shrugged, and said "ok" before walking out of my office.
The F.B.I! In my office!
I sat down, and continued to try to balance the can of Cola on my eraser. I failed, and spilt it over my brand new cream chinos.
"Damn!" I exclaimed, and walked over to the office fan to try and dry my pants. Unfortunately, the fan was about 7 inches too high, so I had to jump.
I was still jumping up and down in front of the fan when She walked out from behind the boxes.
She looked at me weirdly for a minute. I stopped jumping and pretended like the large stain on my chinos didn't exist.
"Right, Earnest." She said. Oh! That voice! I had missed it so, those past few minutes! "I'm glad you did that. You've proven yourself worthy of my service. Let's go."
She turned and headed out of the office.
I followed, like a loyal puppy, not caring one iota that she had called me Earnest.
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A man! In my office! (I obviously needed to get out more.)
He reminded me of cheese- fat, stupid and smelly, and I immediately sensed he was WeIrd with a capital I for grammatical incorrectness.
"Good morning and welcome to Box Co Boxes Incorporated, you are speaking with Erstwhile Rogers, how may I help you?"
Cheese Man looked me in the eye. "I'm from the F.B.I." he said.
There was a pause as he let this information set in.
"And, I'm looking for a woman who may have passed this way. She is guilty of murder, drug dealing, extortion, espionage, and taking candy from a baby. Can you tell me where she is, Erstwhile?"
I looked him in the other eye.
"Yes." I replied in my most masculine voice, unfortunately cracking a high in the middle of the word. "But I'll need a few hours to get ready."
Any other F.B.I agent would have questioned that obviously ludacris and stupid statement. But not Cheese Man. I told you he looked stupid. He was. He just shrugged, and said "ok" before walking out of my office.
The F.B.I! In my office!
I sat down, and continued to try to balance the can of Cola on my eraser. I failed, and spilt it over my brand new cream chinos.
"Damn!" I exclaimed, and walked over to the office fan to try and dry my pants. Unfortunately, the fan was about 7 inches too high, so I had to jump.
I was still jumping up and down in front of the fan when She walked out from behind the boxes.
She looked at me weirdly for a minute. I stopped jumping and pretended like the large stain on my chinos didn't exist.
"Right, Earnest." She said. Oh! That voice! I had missed it so, those past few minutes! "I'm glad you did that. You've proven yourself worthy of my service. Let's go."
She turned and headed out of the office.
I followed, like a loyal puppy, not caring one iota that she had called me Earnest.
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