balding angrily

The following is an experiment. I gave myself a title and then started writing what came to mind. I’m not sure if I’ll continue or not. I don’t have a story outline or any clue where it might go. These kinds of things are usually disastrous when read in one sitting, but they can be fun if read episodically as written.

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Gillepsie heard the concerned question of the office manager, “Have you seen him at all today?”

He remained under his desk thinking, I could stay here. There’s only an hour left. Who would miss me? Dana might, but she’s always concerned. Greg might, but he’s at a meeting the rest of the day.

For the last month, Gillespie had been half-consciously trying to get fired. Between spending half-hours in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet with his head in his hands; walking to Starbuck’s via the newsstand via the pet store via the stationary store; lobbing under-the-breath insults at Greg, his account manager; stealing co-workers Lean Pockets and Push-Pops; having hour-long phone calls with his therapist in an open office where anyone could hear the details of his mostly masturbatory home-life; and wearing corduroy just-below-the-balls shorts on Casual Fridays, he knew/didn’t know that his time at PMK was limited.