Post by matt on Aug 9, 2012 14:49:32 GMT -5
The office was mostly empty at this point. Many of the hard worked employees were off eating their lunches, desperate to escape the mundanety of the office. All but one had left. All but one.... Matt leaned against the frame of the door, his eyes had become thin slits as he stared down the bastard. Dammit Jenkins, ever heard of lunch break?! he watched the scrawny man slowly pull out his lunch bag, emptying its contents across his desk, while continuing to wildly scribble away with his right hand. Turkey on rye.. apple, and yogurt. He sighed. This would be hard. Really? Ya think?
He straightened up and strutted up to Jenkins desk, leaning over the partition he just-so-happened to hang his taco bag before him. "Hey man, whatsup>?? Working hard on that Rodrick case?" go on.. smell the taco-- want the taco he waved it around a little. The man behind the desk known as Jenkins stared at the bag for a minute as if debating on snatching it right before his very eyes. And then as if something had snapped in his head, he shook it and stared his beady eyes up at him "Yes Healey something you should've finished weeks ago" OH SO THATS HOW ITS GOING TO BE?! HOLD ME BACK HOLD ME BAC--- wait wait! Calm it. We need him out, not knocked out. But that works too... No! Cant ruin the plans with Jenkins KO'd.
Matt bit his tongue and practiced a few breathing techniques. "... are you okay?" a worried Jenkins asked, YAH BITCH YO UWANT SOME? Matt coughed "Sorry, Just out of breath yknow.. 'cause of the free tacos they're serving out front." he began unraveling the bag and pulled out the taco. A beautiful mondo sized shell, filled with meat, cheese, and all that goodness. A little lettuce and tomatos to appear 'healthy' of course. "They still have a ton. They accidentally advertised the wrong room. Its in 407" go on.. take the bait... take it you little prick To add to the effect, he crunched into the taco and moaned loudly. Jenkins chirped up and grabbed his apple unconsciously and waved it up "Oh.. Im on a diet so.." he shrugged and bit into the apple sheepishly.
"DIET?!" he choked out, the mouthful of taco flew out of his mouth and onto Jenkins, which caused the little man to bounce out of his chair and shout in disgust. "sorry" he apologized as Jenkins left the building. Score one for the big man. Now that that was settled.... Matt whistled innocently and marched into his bosses office, knocking his rear into the stack of papers he shouted out innocently "woops" and bent over, quickly flipping through the stack. Where is ittt... where are you... frantically searching.
He straightened up and strutted up to Jenkins desk, leaning over the partition he just-so-happened to hang his taco bag before him. "Hey man, whatsup>?? Working hard on that Rodrick case?" go on.. smell the taco-- want the taco he waved it around a little. The man behind the desk known as Jenkins stared at the bag for a minute as if debating on snatching it right before his very eyes. And then as if something had snapped in his head, he shook it and stared his beady eyes up at him "Yes Healey something you should've finished weeks ago" OH SO THATS HOW ITS GOING TO BE?! HOLD ME BACK HOLD ME BAC--- wait wait! Calm it. We need him out, not knocked out. But that works too... No! Cant ruin the plans with Jenkins KO'd.
Matt bit his tongue and practiced a few breathing techniques. "... are you okay?" a worried Jenkins asked, YAH BITCH YO UWANT SOME? Matt coughed "Sorry, Just out of breath yknow.. 'cause of the free tacos they're serving out front." he began unraveling the bag and pulled out the taco. A beautiful mondo sized shell, filled with meat, cheese, and all that goodness. A little lettuce and tomatos to appear 'healthy' of course. "They still have a ton. They accidentally advertised the wrong room. Its in 407" go on.. take the bait... take it you little prick To add to the effect, he crunched into the taco and moaned loudly. Jenkins chirped up and grabbed his apple unconsciously and waved it up "Oh.. Im on a diet so.." he shrugged and bit into the apple sheepishly.
"DIET?!" he choked out, the mouthful of taco flew out of his mouth and onto Jenkins, which caused the little man to bounce out of his chair and shout in disgust. "sorry" he apologized as Jenkins left the building. Score one for the big man. Now that that was settled.... Matt whistled innocently and marched into his bosses office, knocking his rear into the stack of papers he shouted out innocently "woops" and bent over, quickly flipping through the stack. Where is ittt... where are you... frantically searching.