Monday, September 08, 2008
ArtPact #66 - Another Day
Opening the door, he stands in the main room, holding the keys.
He is wearing his Tuesday tie, the one that matches his vest so well, and yet nobody has ever noticed it nor stopped to compliment him on his choice.
The only times they talk to him is when they cannot find something. Even then, they don't see him. Not really. He is merely an answering apparatus. They have no idea he won first place in that competition. They don't know he carries the certificate in his breast pocket, in case someone, some day, asks him.
27 years in the same place; day in, day out, 6 days a week. How many mornings is that?
He looks around him at the painfully familiar surroundings, and goes to unlock the cash register.
Perhaps today will be different.
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Nava
In a world that usually doesn't give a damn (including me)
this inspires me to "care".
Thank you.
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In a world that usually doesn't give a damn (including me)
this inspires me to "care".
Thank you.