Admit

Written 56-D25 [2024-11-06], Edited 56-D25 [2024-11-06]

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A-Cash, known to his parents as Akash, looked upon the cubicle farm with pride. Matthew looked upon the same room with a grim determination.

“Zemekis!” Said A-Cash, and one of his minions jumped out of the grid of wires and displays. Zemekis was panting with exhaustion, even though he had spent the whole day sitting down. He slouched and put his aching hands in his pockets.

“Tell us how Joroft’s system is doing,” barked A-Cash.

“Oh yeah, basically it’s all done, we just need to fix this tiny problem, just an infinitesimal thing involving the inventory dropdown-” Zemekis said.

“Excellent, that’s all we needed to hear,” said A-Cash. “Will it be ready for QA by 5pm?”

“What?” Said Zemekis.

“Will it be done by 5pm, today?”

Zemekis looked at the clock on the beige wall to his left. The clock read 4:38pm. Then he slowly turned his head back toward A-Cash. His pocketed hands trembled.

“No,” he admitted.

Notes

This was written in 15 minutes during a Joy of Writing meetup.