Lois headed slowly toward the exit of her workplace. She had been stuck in a series of mindless tasks given to her by her mindless supervisor. Paper here, paper there; she could loose herself in a blizzard of paperwork for a practice she didn’t even respect for most of its functions. Dermatology, a study which is abused by insecure beauty ridden consumers spraying and rubbing them self down with their hard earned money in hopes of getting a look from another person of the opposite sex (most of the time) that cares about their appearance as much as the first humanoid does. She was home now but she wasn’t really home. All the time she knew she would have to do the same thing over again in 16 hours. And until then she fell into contentment by sitting in her apartment eating cup noodles, watching reruns, and taking the occasional call. This evening, she was in for a real treat, a real live person would stop by and bring the sofa into a much needed equilibrium. If you're disappointed from this ending too soon, reply to my post so my self esteem will rise. This isn't very long at all but let me know what you think of my style, if I have any.
I liked it. It's a little simple, but in that way it is direct. The attitude is clearly expressed... Please, do continue!
