All Play and No Work

Ah, well. Maybe not the best writing to start off the New Year but at least it’s writing? 🤷‍♂️ 🙄

Thanks as always to Rochelle for Friday Fictioneers.


All Work and Play

Trudy from reception made reservations for a work outing at Wine and Art. “It will be a team-building exercise,” she told Rick in her best cheerleader voice. Rah!

Underlying Trudy-thought: Lyle will be nice to me in a social setting.

Lyle wasn’t. He believed Trudy carried a stiletto near her stilettoes—ca-ray-zeee, he said.

“Trade places with me,” he said before snatching my sad painting from its easel.

Trudy didn’t need stilettoes; her wine-glazed eyes shot daggers. All aimed directly at me.

Me and Lyle? As if, I thought before winking at Taylor.


11 thoughts on “All Play and No Work

  1. Ah what a den of intrigue the workplace can be. I used to love those “team-building excursions” where everyone clumps up into their little cliques and eats free food.

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