Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER.
Larry was nervous. He was about to step into what could be a career defining moment – a big meeting with the board. He had been angling for this over the last six months although the time and topic was not of his choosing. Yet again he was in a world of pain created by the randomness of his manager. “You’ll be right mate” Trevor had said when mentioning casually yesterday he wanted him to pop in to present his thoughts on the project.
Larry laid his forehead down on the table. The mass produced melamine surface felt reassuringly cool. All he had ever wanted was get a basic job, go home each day moderately happy and have an occasional fling with a sexy co-worker. When had it all become so fucking serious.
“Deep breath champ” he said to himself. He reviewed his notes again. He had scrawled some frantic thoughts on the bottom of the PowerPoint pack which had been printed out. “Fuck me sideways” he said in a soft whisper under his breath as he started to feel the rising tide of adrenalin and butterflies. His irritable bowel was seriously grumpy.
He pushed his chair back from the desk and started to log off the computer. Better get to the meeting he thought planning it out: 10 minutes walk; have a quick piss on the way; chant a mantra from Seinfeld “serenity now”…it will all be ok.
Gathering his notes he started walking across the open plan office. To distract himself he made quick glances at people’s computer screens. LinkedIn, Linkedin, Linkedin, Facebook, Excel, Power Point, Outlook, eBay. No wonder the company was tanking.
As he neared the internal stairway a shadow appeared in his peripheral vision…Barry. “Jesus not him, not now” Larry thought.
Larry girded his loins…