Liar's Not for Sale

I’ve got this problem, see? It’s haunted me since the day I was born. I can’t lie. Ever. Not even a little. I’ve had to tell the truth since the first word I’ve ever spoken. Funny, isn’t it? Because my new job requires me to lie constantly. I hadn’t taken the job purposefully, but I’ve been down in my luck and it was the only thing open.

If I can last a day- just to get one measly paycheck- I’d kiss the last girl that walked through this store’s front door.

My name’s Timmy Randell and I’m a salesperson at Bob’s Home Appliances.

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