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I hate Thursdays!
« Thread Started on Sept 27, 2011, 1:30pm »

I hate Thursdays.

It was the day that I had to answer for the performance of my team to my boss. I was a supervisor at a telemarketing company. The job was alright, but man, I hated Thursdays.

I got to the office like any other day, turned on the computer, sighed a big sigh, and looked forward to 11:00 because that was when the conference call would be over. I was especially dreading it because over the past week, my team had sucked. Really sucked. I did what I could, and the team worked hard, but with the news media blaring on and on about this flu pandemic, my team just could not convince anyone to listen to their pitch about our fastest internet speeds.

I dialed into the call at 7:45 am. I was still a bit early, but with my boss being on the east coast (I was in Missouri), I knew that they might be early too, so I figured that I would go ahead and let the beating commence.

I was too early, so I had to sit like a condemned man awaiting his execution listening to the crappy elevator hold music on our conference call bridge line. I sighed again. It was not going to be a fun day.

I zoned out and started staring out of my windows. My office had a nice view of a fairly busy highway, but today seemed especially busy. As I starred, something caught my attention that was odd. Almost all of the traffic was heading north. The reason that was odd was that the residential section of town was north, but this time of day, almost all of the traffic usually is heading south into the business district.

About the time that my brain started to process this, it also processed something else. It was fifteen minutes after eight and my boss had not joined the call to begin his tirade about my weekly performance (or lack thereof). Not that he was never late, but as long as I had worked there, he never missed an opportunity to belittle someone.

I got on my mobile and called a friend of mine that works in the corporate office. It rang a few times then he picked up. "Nathan", I said, "Good morning, how you doing?” He started cursing and asked me what the hell I wanted. "Geez man, I was just calling to see if anything is going on, John has not joined my weekly butt-chewing yet and I was just wondering what the deal was. What is the deal with you?"

"Something is up, and it’s not good at all!" he said. "The owner called all the big-wigs in the office late last night. I was still here when it happened, I was printing out all the data for your team, your performance sucked by the way. When the meeting got over, everyone almost ran out of the conference room. Some of them grabbed some stuff out of their office, some just left, but something big is going on. I think we are going bankrupt!"

Even if we were going bankrupt, my Thursday suddenly got a bit better. I wasn't going to get an ass chewing, and that's always a good thing.

So since my day suddenly got brighter, I opened up the internet to see if I could find any news about my company. My homepage came up on the local news and it was talking about the flu pandemic, but it was different than before.

Now I am not much of a news junkie and it took me a while before I understood what the article was saying.

Basically the gist of the article was that the flu virus was turning into something else because of the vaccine and was causing people to go crazy and start chasing and biting other people, like rabies or something.

As I was reading this, my attention was drawn to my office window as the traffic continued to stream out of the city. This time though, there was some traffic streaming into the city, but all of the traffic coming in was large camouflage trucks and hummers.

Off in the distance I started hearing some popping noises. I was leaning over to look out of the window when someone burst in to my office and said, "You better get out to the floor, there is a girl on your team that is high on something and is going crazy!"

"What?!" I exclaimed?

As I ran down the hallway, my mind started putting the pieces of the puzzle together, but it just wouldn't accept the conclusion that it was reaching.

The closer that I got to the floor of our call center, I could hear people screaming. It was then that I heard it. I can't really describe it. It was a scream and a moan all rolled into one. I could tell that it was a human voice, but it sounded other-worldly.

I was just getting ready to swipe my access card into the secured door that lay between the back office and the call center floor when the door began to sway and bend as people began to beat on it from the other side.

"You guys are in so much freaking trouble!" I yelled. "You will pay for the damage to the d..." The door suddenly gave way and slammed me back into the wall.

I expected the folks to see me standing there and suddenly calm down and realize that they were in a shit-load of trouble, but they ran past me like I wasn't even there.

I heard the scream/moan again in time to see the top sales person from my team shambling down the aisle between the cubicles in the call center. Half of her face was missing and I could see her jaw-bone and her teeth gaping at me. She looked at me, let out the scream/moan at me and grabbed me by the arm. I tried to wrench my arm away, but it was to no avail. She was a tiny little thing that always seemed a bit frail, but she had a grip on my arm that was like a vice.

I hit at her, kicked at her, screamed at her and tried like hell to get away, but I just couldn't. Her head lowered down to my arm and she sunk her teeth into my arm. I had never felt such pain before in my life. I screamed bloody murder as she lifted her head slightly, and then pulled me in further as she went for my neck.

As she did that, she loosened her grip as she was trying to reach around my back to pull me closer. With adrenaline pouring through me, I wrenched as hard as I could in my sheer panic and managed to break free.

As I ran for my life, I looked down at my arm. I could see the muscles and tendons hanging across the bone as I held it with my other arm.

As I hit the exit doors and exploded into the light of the morning sun, I barely had time to make out the figure of a marine standing there next to his Humvee. "There's one!" he cried. I turned to see what he was talking about, but I was the only one standing there.

I turned just in time to see him raise his gun and fire. A white-hot pain shot through me as I could literally feel the bullet rip through my eye socket as it exploded the side of my head.

I was conscious long enough to feel myself hitting the asphalt of our parking lot, then things went black.

Yeah, I always did hate Thursdays!

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Re: I hate Thursdays!
« Reply #1 on Jun 21, 2012, 12:27pm »

Creative and not a bad story at all.

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Re: I hate Thursdays!
« Reply #2 on Jun 21, 2012, 1:15pm »

Very cool. There are a few minor things that could be cleaned up, but overall I liked it. Thanks for sharing.

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Re: I hate Thursdays!
« Reply #3 on Jun 21, 2012, 5:55pm »

I don't normally enjoy reading short stories but that drew me in - nice one!

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