I Have Stories To Tell! Episode the 44th: Musings

A tall svelte young woman, with luxuriously thick waist length hair, confidently strolls down the dimly lit corridor. Carrying a small clipboard, she darts her eyes to the partially opened doors that populate the wall. As she walks by each door, she imperceptibly tilts her head towards each one, as if to zero in on whatever conversation happens to be going on.

Some thirty seconds later, she stops at door that says Research and Development, and peers in. She quickly scans the room and sees that it's completely devoid of human activity. Satisfied that everything is in order, for she notices the clock on the wall that says, "Staff Meeting", she starts to withdraw so as to continue on her inspection. Just then, she notices a piece of paper, colored electric pink, dangling from the clock.

Intrigued, she walks in and carefully removes the paper from the clock. Opening the paper, she begins to read it. When she's finished, she carefully refolds the paper and puts it back on the clock.

"My own cat is the exact same way," says the lady as she leaves the office to continue with her inspection.

Roughly two minutes later, as she's waiting at the elevator, she starts to make some notes on her clipboard. Seconds later, the elevator chimes its usual chime to announce its arrival. The young lady looks up and sees a piece of electric orange paper dangling in the center of the elevator. She walks in, pushed the button to her floor of choice and grabs the paper. Unfolding it, she begins to read it.

"Ewww, what a disgusting piece of prose," she exclaims.

The second the elevator announces its arrival, she crumples up the piece of paper and tosses out into the hallway. Shuddering for moment,  she quickly makes a right turn out of the elevator and speed walks down the corridor.

Some thirty seconds later, she stops at a door that says Cafe. She opens the door and is immediately met with a piece of electric blue paper. Sighing, she grabs the paper, opens it and begins to read it. When she finishes it, she sighs again and suddenly notices a heaping plate of finger food smothered in soy sauce. Smiling, she read the descriptive tag, and says, "Oh good, they have Asian style fingers for lunch today!"

Have a very enjoyable and frightful Halloween (for those of you who celebrate) this year!

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