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Snippet (Luck of the Draw)
Apr. 8th, 2009 02:06 amI sat in a folding lawn chair on the roof of my apartment, looking up at the sky, with its dark blue width and the wispy beards of cloud, who covered the face of the half hidden moon and then uncovered it again when the wind blew hard enough to move the sky cotton far, far away. I guess I should actually say I sat in an unfolded lawn chair, because sitting in a folded lawn chair would be a might uncomfortable.
( Luck of the draw, ch. 2 )
( Luck of the draw, ch. 2 )
It was just another day at work. Fixed about a thousand problems cause by the minds of about a thousand other folks. Ah well... it's a living.
I don't do much, or at least much to brag about. I sit at a desk and answer phones, look up trouble tickets and solve problems for a major cellphone company. Someday I may retire. Or... maybe not.
Regardless, today was just another day. At least, it started out as just another day.
( Luck of the Draw )
I don't do much, or at least much to brag about. I sit at a desk and answer phones, look up trouble tickets and solve problems for a major cellphone company. Someday I may retire. Or... maybe not.
Regardless, today was just another day. At least, it started out as just another day.
( Luck of the Draw )
