the banana slips

You reach the landing panting from climbing 3-storeys worth of stairs. You insert the key in the keyhole of the main door then realize that the lock has changed. You are not informed about this sudden change in the office rules.

You sit down and wait for the others who are as amaze as you are that this is happening. You all wait and curse. The clock says it’s already 8am. You have been there for nearly two hours already, listening as the seconds turn into minutes…and minutes into hours. You and the others wickedly device ways and means to get back at the one whose bright ideas this is.

Then lo and behold! She arrives. You fall silent. The others, too. She smiles as if nothing is wrong. She mumbles something indistinguishable. You want to scream. You stare instead.

She opens the door and sashays her way into the room, feeling like a queen. You think she looks like a pig ready to be butchered. You smile. Nothing beats knowing you can restrain yourself from doing something nasty. Maybe some other time… You think everybody has his time.

After all, the day is just about to start…