The mystery continues

This is the third piece in the series "The Columbus Chronicles"   The guy on my left a couple of stools away smells like aftershave, the strong and cheap kind that comes in a pickle bucket.  He apparently bathes in it. Not as bad as what I imagine the little guy on his left smells [...]

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Talking to the walls

Don't mind me--it's just another day to avoid reflection, to engage in deflection not answer the phone or check the mail, because it's just another day of the same questions over and over from the same faceless drone in an office 200 miles away, getting cocky with impatience It's not my fault you don't know [...]

Little Annoyances

This week has had more twists than a Dairy Queen soft cone made by some high school nerd with a penchant for culinary flair.  Annoyances include two, count 'em, two back to back instances of crappy customer service.  I mean, really.  I'm not much to look at, but I don't make dogs bark or small [...]