“Hi, my name’s Jason, what’s yours?” “Oh hi, uh, my name’s Christy,” she says. “Nice to meet you, Christy… What program are you in?” “Finance.” “Nice,” I say with as much enthusiasm as I could even though the conversation was drier than a dead ninety-year-old woman’s beaver. The conversation ultimately lapsed into silence. This is […]
Tag: shortstory
Boredom
I do not know what to do. I stare at the wall, I stare at a screen, I stare at a fan, I stare at a floor, but I do not dare stare at myself. I fiddle my thumbs and am subsided with boredom. I know not who I am or where I want to […]
