I give to you a story in eleventy-one words...
‘I said I would come.’
‘You said that last time.’
He gritted his teeth. ‘I said I’ll be there.’
‘You’ll probably want to take the 5:30…’
‘I know how to get home,’ Larry growled. ‘I gotta go.’ He hung up.
Melissa and Larry watched as Chuck shut his door and departed for the evening.
‘Can you believe him?’ Melissa barked. ‘I’m here till 10 every night, and he waltzes out at 5:30.’
‘Yeah, I know,’ Larry responded.
‘What time are you leaving?’
‘6.’
‘Oh, so now you’re slacking,’ she mocked.
He chuckled uncomfortably. ‘You know me.’
He guiltily sat in his office until 6 and missed most of his son’s game.
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