Working Late

At the office, I worked.

Dinnertime came; I munched.

Dinnertime went, and I went to the office fridge for a snack.

As I walked past my boss’s door, he looked up. “How are you,” he asked with the sort of concern that can only be voiced by someone who’s seen you leave work after 11PM for a week.

“Hungry,” I replied.

He stared at me.

“Oh, fine,” I said. “Never mind the first answer.”

“Ok,” he agreed.

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One Comment

  1. i feel like if you are working through dinnertime, your boss should order in food for you. you could try to subtly hint for it by saying something like, “im thinking of ordering in some dinner, do you want something? just hand me a credit card and ill get it taken care of.”

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