3 weeks ago, during busy season. I was looking forward to
Friday. I’d had it with spreadsheets and meetings. All week I had this pile of invoices on my
desk 6 inches high – I know this, ‘cause I measured it with a ruler – it was
literally 6 inches; and no matter how many pages I did the stack didn’t get any
smaller. And every time I went to one of those meetings, it seems like, I’d
come back to my desk and find a new pile of paper. So by Tuesday I was done.
I’d had it. I just wanted Friday, you
know, a chance to relax, maybe go see a movie. I didn’t have anybody to go
with, but what the hell.
Then it finally got to Friday. It seemed like it as going to
be a great day. I found a parking spot on the first floor of the garage. And
when I got to the elevators, door was already open. I even got to ride alone,
like I like to. And when I got to our office, there were these nice looking
women were sitting around in the lobby. And I remembered, at one of those
meetings, my boss had said something about interviews happening today. Then I was
smiling, because the empty cube they’d be filling was right next to mine.
That’s when things took a turn for the weird, I turned the
corner to go to my desk and almost ran into this guy coming out of the
bathroom. This kid was like 6 feet tall, and skinny, dressed entirely in black
– He had long stringy black hair and really pale skin. I thought he was Goth. I
thought he must be the son of one of the women who’d come for an interview,
really unprofessional. Bringing your son to an interview – especially if he
looked like that. But none of these women looked old enough. Honestly he looked
to be in his late twenties. And these women were all about that age or early
thirties. So I thought maybe he might be homeless and came in to us the
bathroom. But I didn’t think they let those people in. I mean we all have to
carry badges. I mean that’s supposed to keep these random people out right?
So I get to my desk and start working on my pile again and a
couple of hours go by. But they’re flying, because I know I’m going to go home
at the end of the day. I was wondering
which one of the interviewees they’d hire. I probably wouldn’t find out till
next week. They hardly ever hire someone right on the spot. I didn’t get a good
look at any of them, but thought they were all pretty attractive. I could see
them going in and coming out of the office for their interviews whenever
I’d look up. I didn’t pay a lot of
attention, just out of the corner of my eye. Then I see this shadow. Like something
black went into the office. Goth? No! I thought, It couldn’t be. I wanted to
get up to look, but I didn’t think I should do it, because the room has these
huge glass windows and the bosses desk faces them – so they can see whenever
you look in. So I tried really hard to focus on my work. If it was him, I though, there is no way
they’d hire him. I didn’t even know how he got an interview.
The next thing I heard was my boss saying “your seat will be
right here.” And I looked up and it was him. The Goth guy. But Dale didn’t even
introduce him to me, he just walked away. I thought it must be some kind of
joke. I wanted to stand up and ask him “what the hell?” Right? But I thought
I’d start by introducing myself to be polite. So I stood up and looked over the
wall of my cube, and he was just sitting there grinning and looking at me. I
couldn’t say anything. It scared the shit out of me. His lips were black and it
seemed like he had more teeth than normal. And I think he was wearing eyeliner.
Oh and his eyes were completely black. I
couldn’t say anything. I just sat back down.
