earning an honest day’s pay

June 24, 2012 § Leave a comment

His speech is interrupted by his own attempts to regularize his breathing–huffing from the lengthy walk from the parking lot.

the early spring sun has already done its damage–its evident–as evident as the sweatbeads  appear across his furrowed eyebrows.

It isn’t his first time here–and judging by the resignation with which he pulled open the glass door–it probably won’t be the last either.

(sketch: a creative technician’s complaints about the lack of followthrough on a proposal/project)

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