The sky was forebodingly beginning to turn a stop-sign red by the time Otto neared the store. A trip that would have taken him less than five minutes before the zombies had appeared quickly turned into a half-hour stealth route. Even during their resting hour, he had to be sure to stay out of sight … [Expand…]
If this office wasn’t crazy enough, now I have to babysit the Swedish guy. I’m not being racist or anything, and his English is just fine if a little bit heavily accented. No, it’s just…new people aren’t what we need at the moment. I’ve got Darren on the case helping out, but now the bosses … [Expand…]
Most people really hate meetings. I don’t mind them, really…if it’s relevant, then all the better. If it’s nothing that I should be worrying about, then I slip into my favourite daydream: getting married on a mountaintop in the Canadian Rockies while a really famous band from the eighties sings an incredibly famous song. It’s … [Expand…]
