Janitorial
Termination
By
Craig Wilson
I’m
in a junkyard, looking for our janitor.
He
looks just like the janitor from Scrubs.
I
got him fired, so I need to make amends.
After
much searching, I finally find him.
I
explain I was wrong in getting him fired.
We
both shake hands, and two limos appear.
Men
in suits come out, and they grab us both.
Yet,
my phone’s alarm suddenly wakes me up.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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