Tag Archives: office life

Lunch Worlds

Posted on March 31, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

Lunch break. A girl at our table reads Dostoevsky. The guy next to her is in tabloid concentration. I eat my sandwiches and look out through the window. A child on a plastic tricycle watches a bird fly across the … Continue reading →

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The Sandwich Lady is A Man

Posted on March 19, 2015 by Graphite Bunny

I got to the sandwich lady late there was only toothpaste and woodlouse sandwiches and a mangled packet of Polos she moaned at my poor timing closed her legs and opened the petty-cash tin; the doctor held up a pair … Continue reading →

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I Stacked the Odds

Posted on December 6, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

I sit on a box of paper. The manager says, ‘It doesn’t matter who goes to the office party as long as someone stays to man the phones.’ Wind scrapes against the windows of the 15th. The phone doesn’t ring … Continue reading →

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Frames out of Synch

Posted on February 12, 2013 by Graphite Bunny

Daylight is creeping back to congratulate me on my birthday. – Graphite Bunny

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It’s Nearly Christmas

Posted on December 22, 2012 by Graphite Bunny

On health and safety grounds and to comply with the terms and conditions of some of our leases – we regret we cannot allow any Christmas lights or any form of decoration that will damage the fabric of our building … Continue reading →

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