Brightside was appreciative of the guidance and critical input, but oftentimes the task in question was already processed and completed before the email from Harold was ever opened. Going into the second month of the new work arrangement, Harold was sporadically looking at the online portal to appraise the ongoing work performed by Brightside. One late evening, upon multiple attempts to log onto the Dichter Boswith & Crongower online work portal, Harold came to realize that Brightside must have changed the login settings.…
Debra would pick-up her exciting new prize after her work day. The afternoon breezed by with her joy and satisfaction for the newest addition to her elegant collection. She saw herself striding down the concrete catwalk of the art district's main drag — backlit by the city's sky glow, sleek in her new black dress, and taking-in appreciative glances.…
I won’t get out of my car until the song is over. I can see bright lights approaching from the other side of the bank building. The lights are coming up the road adjacent to the bank. Then this happens. The car pulls into the parking lot, but the driver enters the lot through the exit driveway.…
Of course, I wanted to know how often he was dating and how long had it been since his last date. Was the Greek restaurant his choice for dates he saw as long-term, or dates he was just looking to hook-up with and dump? I was looking for signals or cues from the waitress, the hostess, or that weird looking guy behind the bar.…
This is my path, Reseda to Long Beach. This is my time, 5:00am. Five days a week and sometimes six. I hit the on-ramp and blow past the sleepy people who refuse to accelerate and hate their jobs. They don’t even know why they’re up at this hour. I’m here to get to work. I love my job. I love my people. I cut my own path through this darkness.…
