Tag: humour

Corporate lifestyle

corporate highrise buildings

“Varnished with fast food and short attention spans, corporate lifestyle massacres mindful living.”

Swallowing the last of his pizza, Nikhil shared the article on LinkedIn—another attempt to boost his credibility. Sighing, he then returned to finish the rest of the reports. He had to submit them by the end of day. He hadn’t intended his mid-morning break to turn into a lunch break as well.

As he tried to concentrate on the numbers, up popped a notification. A manager from a rival company had responded to his post. Within minutes, Nikhil was searching for Italian restaurants. She liked pasta.

Giving some cheek

During my visit to Portland, I spent an entire morning walking around Ladd’s Addition. My friend had recommended it when I’d asked for something unique to see in and around the city. He’d told me the rose gardens are an unmissable sight. And so, taking his word for it, I stopped at the Ladd.  While one part of the garden blossomed, another part lay forgotten and barren. It came as a shock to me, but then I saw this notice laughing out loud. Not only was it a wonderful walk, but it also showed me the cheeky side of Portlanders.

Cheeky message in Ladd's Addition, Portland

Chance

Deny though she does

a one-way ticket to hell

her first raffle was.

Proud parents

Julia glowed in quiet pride. She’d nabbed her prize. She held on as if her life depended on it, and strutted along the path with her head high.

Every day her brothers had treated her like a useless lump of meat. They’d gather round at dinner flaunting their treasures while she remained in the shadows crouching, hoping they wouldn’t laugh at her.

Not any more. She growled to herself as she tightened her clutch on the little rabbit. Feeling his heartbeat racing under her paws, she entered their home. Her parents couldn’t believe their youngest chimp had begun hunting already.

Giving way

Since he arrived in Magtown 55 years ago, Djon had worked hard to earn the respect he now received. Like many youngsters, he started in the mines. Unlike most, however, he’d had the passion to improve not only his life but also others’. Soon, he’d grown to start his own factory.

Thanks to Djon, the town had railway lines, continuous power supply, and on-demand medical services. Whenever they saw him on the street, people always gave him way.

But he gave way only to her. He’d stand back while his Labrador, wagging, strutted through the house demanding her share of respect.