Friday, July 17, 2009

Building of Hate

Down the block and around the corner from anywhere, there is a building filled with working people. People that do errands, people that fill paper work, people that sit around brainstorming. Each of these people hate one another. They hate the way the secretary snarls at them when they schedule an appointment, they hate nicknames that the boss gives to each and every one of them, and they especially hate the impending jobs that they must do. All of them are soaked in hatred, drenched in their own misery of the people that they must deal with everyday.

Sure, some days are better than others. Karen’s birthday party was fun, aside from Dave who kept hitting on Jill. Nobody likes him.

Yes, the hatred continued to flow throughout the building, just the way that blood pumps through a heart.

But there is one person that has yet to be hated. This person is Bob. Bob comes in every day and cleans up the garbage, unclogs the toilets, and makes small talk with all the people in the building. No one hates Bob, mostly because there is nothing to hate about him. He works hard at a job for a low wage, but never has a frown on his face. His wife died last year of cancer, but he never once missed a day of work, except when he was sick.

“For the safety of your workers,” he told the boss, “I must stay home today.”

Bob worked hard for the people, and they appreciated it.

But when Bob’s age came into play, and he eventually passed away, something mysterious happened. No one remembered him. They didn’t remember his small talk, they didn’t remember his chit-chat. They didn’t even remember his heroic unclogging of the woman’s toilets.

Instead, they kept on hating each other, and hating the work that they were forced to do. They didn’t even like the ride home in their cars to their homes, where their spouse and children await their return. And when they laid in bed, they’re last thought was,

“I really don’t want to go to work tomorrow.”

1 comment:

  1. this is really well written. its so sad about this bob guy though. i kind of liked how you would think Bob would change them, but in the end, they stayed the same.

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