Swift Scribbles: Lunch
I was hungry. So I stood up, walked out of the office and into the Chicken Republic directly opposite my office building.
I was at the counter about to order rice and beans when I saw this couple feeding each other fries.
Wouldn’t have bothered me – or I probably would have come to tell you that story, but something about the encounter made me write this story.
The man was my boss. The lady was my ex of eight months.
I jejely* walked back to the office and decided to starve.
I don’t feel like job hunting yet. Or what should I have done?
*jejely – informal slang for ‘gently’ or ‘softly’