The Retirement Party
~ A Communal Exercise in Character ~
The hallway was silent. Normally that wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, being after hours and all, but Maggie’s retirement brought everyone out of the woodwork – who could pass up free cocktails? Old and new employees alike had spilled into the hall with a steady ebb and flow all night.
I stepped outside for only a minute – well, maybe five but that’s not the point – I needed the fresh air. So many bodies laughing and talking filled the room with spent carbon dioxide, and really who want to breathe someone elses second-hand air all night?
The hallway yawned and stretched farther than it ever had when the music was on. My shoe squeaked as I shifted my weight and straightened my good blazer. The double doors to the large meeting room shifted and swayed as if recently jostled.
The lights dimmed. I glanced at my watch: midnight — power-saving efforts regulated by the company.
The hall remained silent.
I reached for my Crackberry. “Don’t be an idiot,” I said. The sound carried forward, eaten by the room at the end of the hall. Still, I kept my thumb on speed-dial and took one step forward.
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So, what do you think –
Is this character male or female?
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