Yay for boredom!
Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2010 5:53 pm
Neville Stevenson looked upon the set of drawings covered with red comments from the architect. Day after day, it was the same thing: spend time designing the electrical system of a building only to have an architect come in a few days before the final deadline only to undo all the work.
“Guess I’m working late for the next few days,” Neville said to one of his coworkers, Megan.
“The markups were pretty bad then?” she asked.
“Um—yeah,” he replied. “It gets old after a while. Why don’t they just tell us that’s what they want when we’re having all these design meetings?”
“Who knows, man,” she said sympathetically. Trying to change the subject, she broached, “Hey, did you hear the news about all that weird stuff going on in Hyde Park?”
Neville knew damn well what was going on down there. He’d lost tons of power to those damned frusion enemies. “I wish I’d never talked to Ebeneezer,” he said under his breath.
“What?” Megan asked.
“Huh? Oh, I said I saw something about it on Panther News the other night,” he replied lamely.
“Right…,” she said as she grabbed her keys. “Well, good luck tonight. Guess I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”
“See ya,” Neville replied with a wave. He was glad she was gone; he could concentrate on what he was really going to work on. Screw the architect! I have much more important things to do tonight!
Corrupt Shadow donned his Robe of 'Umr At-Tawil, and grabbed his Furnace of Yeb. Cristiona said I could find a shimmering chaos over in The Farthest Reaches of Insanity (man, that place is creepy), and Satan pointed me to the Cube Theater for that rare SQUID disc I need. Guess I’m off to hunt!
“Guess I’m working late for the next few days,” Neville said to one of his coworkers, Megan.
“The markups were pretty bad then?” she asked.
“Um—yeah,” he replied. “It gets old after a while. Why don’t they just tell us that’s what they want when we’re having all these design meetings?”
“Who knows, man,” she said sympathetically. Trying to change the subject, she broached, “Hey, did you hear the news about all that weird stuff going on in Hyde Park?”
Neville knew damn well what was going on down there. He’d lost tons of power to those damned frusion enemies. “I wish I’d never talked to Ebeneezer,” he said under his breath.
“What?” Megan asked.
“Huh? Oh, I said I saw something about it on Panther News the other night,” he replied lamely.
“Right…,” she said as she grabbed her keys. “Well, good luck tonight. Guess I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”
“See ya,” Neville replied with a wave. He was glad she was gone; he could concentrate on what he was really going to work on. Screw the architect! I have much more important things to do tonight!
Corrupt Shadow donned his Robe of 'Umr At-Tawil, and grabbed his Furnace of Yeb. Cristiona said I could find a shimmering chaos over in The Farthest Reaches of Insanity (man, that place is creepy), and Satan pointed me to the Cube Theater for that rare SQUID disc I need. Guess I’m off to hunt!
