lunch meeting

two new short stories on puppy rabbit. one is very short and about the afterlife, one is still pretty short and about anarchists.

me: so, uh, i tried to print out the spreadsheets but then my tie got trapped in the ink cartridgJESUS CHRIST THIS MEETING HAS LUNCH
junior boss: yes, we decided that for this two-hour meeting we’d have some pizza.
me: OH SNAP.
junior boss: so, the printouts
me: and we don’t have to pay for it?
senior boss: no, it’s on the company.
junior boss: did you say your… tie? was stuck in the ink cartridge?
me: NOM NOM NOM NOM
other development editor, entering meeting and clutching a decrepit old boot: the printer had this… this boot lodged in it.
senior boss: our understanding was that your religion forbade you to wear a tie at work.
me: oh. yes, that is correct.
other development editor:
me: yes, i—i believe you have my boot.
sales representative, entering: so a CD-ROM ate all of my emails before i had a chance to OH MAN THERE’S SO MUCH LUNCH AT THIS MEETING