Cutting costs (5 minutes freewrite)

in #freewrite6 years ago (edited)

'Damn, that was a long meeting'.
She'd been pacing around the main office room, busying herself with the duster and watering the poor plants lingering under the glaring neon lights. Why do they even bother to keep those plants around when the room doesn't even have a window? No sun, no fresh air.
'None of my business.' Her business now was to clean the board room as quick as possible, although it was rather late and they won't make it to the store tonight. Randy had been asking for new shoes all week. Good thing Randy was such a sweet kid and everybody loved him. She'd hated if he'd get bullied over something as stupid as shoes.
The room is a mess, as usual, coffee mugs, paper plates, a few left-over cookies. At least Mr.Morris had come out of the meeting with a smile on his face. Word around the office was that he'd had a 'major fuck-up' and the 'whole business had blown back in his face', whatever that was. She was not eavesdropping or anything, they took no notice of her presence in the room and talked freely about their business.
She liked Mr.Morris and he had such a lovely wife and she was expecting. Jack Morris was one of the few who bothered to say 'Hello'. Sometimes even ask about the kids.
Better rest a few seconds, her back was killing her again. She sat down in one of those big leather chairs pouring herself a cup of coffee. They'd asked for a second pot, that's how long the meeting was. 'Phew, it's so bitter. Why do they even drink it?' It was expensive stuff, not the kind you'd find at the supermarket. 'Totally not worth it if you ask me'.

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She wondered if she was supposed to clean the whiteboard or not. 'My, they've been busy'. Investments. Margin. Losses. Costs. Lots and lots of numbers, plus, minus. 'Whatever, not my problem'.
When she was done with the coffee, she got up, took the sponge and cleaned the whiteboard, wiping out all their important looking scribblings, down to the last line. Cut costs, followed by many numbers.
She was one of them.

Story written for @mariannewest's freewrite challenge. New prompt every day. Check out her blog.

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Great writing, even better twist. Brilliant!

Good story. Successes.

Everything is justified as long as Mr. Morris goes out with a smile :-P

In the twilight of the antiquities shop, his eyes laid down on some artifacts hit by the dusty light, there was something about them he could not entirely grab in his mind.
"Be careful, young adventurer," said the old shopkeeper.
"Those are ancient freewrite artifacts, handle them with care".

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