Editor’s note: Ted Bun brings his familiar blend of humor and misadventure to this lighthearted tale of sun and circumstance. His latest book, The Girl on a Baker’s Bike, came out on Dec 1st, and can be found here: https://mybook.to/goabb.
How could I have been so foolish? Really, really foolish. Stupid, in fact. Although stupid is an understatement, my Aunt Helen doesn’t like me using ‘language’.
It seemed such a great idea. An hour on the beach on the way home from work, on such a nice, warm, sunny day like today, why not? I mean, I’d be a fool not to grab a chance to catch some rays this early in the summer. So, I went for it. I shut down my computer, shuffled the sensitive papers into the drawer and locked it, and picked up a folder of documents I needed to read.
“Hi, Boss,” I had knocked on the ‘my door is always open’ sign and walked straight in. “I’m going to take these papers home so I can read them properly. You know, without somebody or other demanding my attention.” Yes, that was what I had just done to him; it might make him more empathetic or simply want me out of his face so that he could get on with whatever he was doing.
I have no idea if it was empathy or irritation, but his response of “whatever” hinted at the latter. Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, or any other orifice, I was out the door, arms full of papers.
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