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LadderDREW KESSLER, male, 44
MIKE WIRTH, male, 46
(MIKE's office; decorated with pictures, mostly of him on extreme sports trips, and some with his family and/or friends. His desk is covered with office kitsch. DREW is seated in one of the two chairs in front of the desk, and MIKE is leaning against his desk. Situated in between them is a list, lying on the desk. It's late afternoon.)
What do you think we should do?
What do you want to do?
We can't just do it by e-mail, can we?
(Rubs his eyes and chuckles.)
Shut up, dude.
The way I see it, you should. You have a lot of people under your belt, so it's not as much skin off'a your back. You usually stay here longer than me, too.
The way I see it, you should fire them, because you manage them more closely. Once those coders are gone, you might get to take a step up and manage some useful people.
And spend even more time here. They don't get credit, but they wor
Caroline always said, "You must be kind in spirit and kind in heart." But what if someone is being kind for the wrong reason? To the wrong people? Am I just supposed to sense this? If I close my eyes and search, they won't stand there waiting for me. I took over her art to keep it alive because she told me that, yet I feel the need to ask her so many more questions -- like how I could have saved her from that car. A one-moment lapse of sensibility cost one of the most beautiful souls her life, because she couldn't afford anything better than a clunker. I've told myself the least I can do is to make sure people remember what she said to me. I think the people that can remember are the ones with the good spirits.
Silas, a former student of mine, always used to say he was the "reincarnation of Elvis Presley." I always secretly chuckled at this remark, as did his buddies, although not so secretly. In
"Pop Seduction" -- J.S., S.H.JON STEWART, male, 40's
SHERLOCK HOLMES, male, age unknown -- adult, semi-seasoned appearance.
(The Daily Show with Jon Stewart's stage. Second half of the show, returning from a commercial break. Cue Daily Show theme music.)
(Shouting over the applause)
Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! We have a very special guest for you tonight, an amazing detective, who has recently learned how to speak without an English accent.
(Waves the given fact off as false.)
(Cue Daily Show's guest music as HOLMES walks onto the stage in his traditional dark plaid trench coat and normal attire, though with a hint of new-age to his slacks. He walks to STEWART, who meets him by the couch next to the desk, and they shake hands. HOLMES takes a bow, then sits.)
Quite an honor to see you here, Sherlock.
I'm very flattered to be here. I saw your introduction of me, and you know, I just haven't quite got that American slang down yet, so I think I'll stick with my
JuliaJulia hopped down the sidewalk, bracing herself alternately on her left leg and right arm, attached to a brace. As she turned a corner toward the bus stop, she placed one of her MP3 players earphones that had come loose back into her ear. She was trying to drown out the noise around her, but that wasnt working she wasnt admitting that what she actually didnt want to hear were her own thoughts. After three weeks in her condition, only one of them with mobility, the last thing she needed was her own pity she had always thought that was a disgusting word. If she were to go through life as seven feet-six inches and have self-pity, shed never get out of bed. She reached the bus stop and leaned against a road sign, since that was easier than sitting down. Sighing, she heard something her phones didnt drown out: A woman a bit younger than her was sitting on the bench behind her talking on a cell phone to her boyfriend, which she made pai
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