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“Excuse me—”
I reeled around. “For the last time,” I said, “I don’t work here! Just because I’m wearing a tie… when will you people realize?!”
“I—um—”
I shook my head. “I’ve just hadit with you morons! No, I don’t know where the masking tape is. Or the staplers. Or the ink. I swear, if one more dimwit asks me about acrylic paint…”
“No, sir, I’m sorry—it’s just—you dropped your wallet.”
(75 Words)
Image from Pixabay © Ashish_Choudhary 2014
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Published on October 26, 2018 06:42