“Wednesday”

(a 50-word story)

Passing the seventh floor, he mooned a board meeting.

She chided him, “Show some decorum.”

He laughed. No, he hooted, exhilarated.

“You’re not taking this seriously,” she said. “God will judge you in the end.”

He considered: If he’d had a “do-over,” he’d have chosen someone else to jump with.

2 thoughts on ““Wednesday”

  • January 9, 2010 at 3:53 pm
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    A posthumous knighthood, eh?

    Perhaps I should add that to my signatures in a premonitory fashion:

    Lester W. Smith, Esq.
    President, Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets
    KCH (posthumous)

  • January 9, 2010 at 1:26 pm
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    Anyone who moons board meetings deserves a knighthood, IMO

    It must have been a long way down :)

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