Honourable mention in the 6th Annual Geist Literal Literary Postcard Story Contest.

Spider at the desk. Never mind, just work and work, and spider crawls, and then the phone and you are, where was he, did he go, I wish you could have seen, yes, I got the email, just a sec, the fax machine is ringing, I hope it’s, oh my god, I forgot the file, I have to, I heard that you eat three in your life, asleep I mean, I wish I knew, wait, I found, there’s the door, I have a meeting, would you mind if we, why don’t you, there he is again, my god he’s huge, I told you, no we wanted to but, why, I can’t, why are you asking me now, you know I have a, please not, then why, you told me that but I still don’t, where the hell did he go again so fast, you leave me out of that, you know I don’t want, I have to get the door, you just don’t understand that, no I have to, I have, I have to go, they’re waiting, don’t be like that, it’s not my fault, you left me, you saw it coming, there he is again, no, I’m not alone, we have to, well, it doesn’t work like, it never has, I have to go now. What were you expecting?