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

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