I went into the lobby. It had a bland decor, dirty floors and an atmosphere that said This is where you wind up when life has repeatedly kicked you in the teeth.
I turned down a hall near the mailboxes and saw the janitor's closet and then a door that read Manager.
I rapped on the door a few times and heard someone yell, "I'm coming! Hold your horses!"
A man answered. He had a face like a mistake and an air of failure that hung around him like cheap aftershave. Or maybe that was cheap aftershave.
"Yeah?" he asked...
Neville Hunt 11 months ago
‘Face like a mistake’! Love it!
Christopher 11 months ago
Thanks. I liked that one too.