Horrorstör

by Grady Hendrix

But every morning, five days a week (seven during the holidays), they dragged themselves here, to the one thing in their lives that never changed, the one thing they could count on come rain, or shine, or dead pets, or divorce: work.

Amy would honor the first commandment of keeping her job: Do not look like an idiot in front of anyone who can fire you.

having a job is all about doing things you don’t want to do. That’s why they pay you money for it.