Saturday, November 7, 2009


I am a 55-year-old man who spends 40 hours a week at work with alot of people who don't like me, and who I don't like. Quite apart from the daunting tasks at work is the daunting atmosphere. By the end of the day I am drained, by the atmosphere and all the coffee I drink just trying to make it through the day. I go home after work and microwave a TV dinner or get a bowl of cold cereal and eat. Then I listen to talk radio till 9 p.m., and then hit the sack. The first day of my weekend I do nothing, resting up from the 5 workdays. The second day I do all the needed things; laundry, grocery shopping and such. Then I am back at work, looking to the three-day-weekends or vacations when I can live fully.

copyright 2009 David Elsey

Monday, November 2, 2009


He works as a clerk at Taco Bell. When I go in there we chat. He scares me. He's my age, just as smart, and somehow wound up at Taco Bell at 55. It could happen to me. In 2006 I was almost fired from my job where I make decent money and superb benefits. I see the ghost man around town. He's a reminder to me. Each time I see him a small wave of fear goes through me.

copyright 2009 David Elsey