Tag Archives: not completely fiction

It four parts

I don’t date. Or rather, I haven’t since I bought my new black jeep. The top is ripped across the top from an umbrella that Akem opened while driving down Mopac. He thought the idea of driving in the rain with the doors off was a fabulous idea. Perhaps upon recollection of this act, I [...]

First Day at Work

I have had many of these. The stifling conversations I have created walking into an office or lab. People stop talking and look at you. Sometimes quickly, with a nod or a gruntal gesture. Othertimes simply a glance. A welcome without welcome. I always try to introduce myself. I am not that good at it. [...]