The heat is on. 440V sounds like close.
I don't think I can ever come to terms with the unbelievable s**t that heads, unfortunately the ones I am dealing with, are capable of carrying. My car potentially can drive me so fast back, that I may never reach home. Even if I do, my sweetheart would catch some of my vibes. Or both. But that's not the point. The point is, I am stuck up.
The day's over in office. The work's over too. And I am supposed to be leaving in minutes from now.
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Alright. I stand up, I walk past the office gate.
And..
I come back.
The sticky note on my desktop says there's floor decor competition happening tomorrow and I am one of the contestants. The theme is 'Independence Day'.
Need I need more? I don't think so. Good. I am staying back, with the floor. For as long as we serve each other's appetite.
Not that I have not informed family about my extended stay, but there are some weird clock hits that wont spare me their attention. Anyways after about 5 hours, few missed calls, and that look on the left over faces in the office, I decide to free us all.
We depart. We arrive the next day. We do the touch ups. And. We win the competition.
Well. Period.
