The Office Temp

by Nouvelle Bardot

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“Get a load of those clunkers,” Shaun laughed as he nudged James in the side with his elbow and signaled in his usual manner to the new office temp who was walking nervously through the door.

“Which agency dug her up?” Shaun continued more dramatically. The two continued lounging by the copy machine and watching her as if they were two buzzards scouting out the fresh roadkill.

She had an awkward, lopsided, nervous smile that she carried with her as she walked unsteadily through the office. She was carring a small cardboard box in both of her hands and periodically it would catch on the skirt of her dress, which was catching everyone’s attention.

“Did she raid grandma’s closet?” Shaun said laughing as he pointed in a sneaky fashion to her red vintage dress that she was wearing to her sixties hairdo. James wondered if she slept with giant coke sized rollers in her hair at night. He also wondered how a person could get used to such a thing.

“I hate it when Kelly goes on vacation,” Shaun sighed.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. The Office Temp

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted 3 months ago

    Conjures up great images, sort of Lucy time travels into modern day. The two guys jibbing by the copier provides the perfect setting. Great job.

  2. The Office Temp

    J.B. Williams' Buddy Icon J.B. Williams

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Funny, this story takes a very different meaning because of the last line. Reminds me of my defensive story, except from the outside view.

  3. The Office Temp

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very typical guy stuff, nicely told with just enough to make us really feel for this woman and wonder why she is so awkward.

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