I am hoping that this is going to be something a series of short tales, following sunshine and the rain this is next in the series.
There wasn’t much inspiration behind it, other than simply want to write so i wont talk to much here just i hope you enjoy this one and please leave comments since it helps my ego.
Since i haven’t visited anyway interesting recently or taken photo’s I'm digging in the achieves again and stealing some else's photo.
Once upon a time.
There was a man, a man who worked hard, a man who was liked by most and hated by none.
This man would spring from bed at the same time every day, he would eat the same breakfast everyday and be at his place of work at the same time everyday.
He would carefully prepare his reports for his master at 10am and 4pm everyday because his master told him so.
He would eat an apple and an orange at lunch time everyday because his mother told him so.
He would brush his teeth at 7.25am, again at 5.25pm and finally at 23.25pm because his dentist told him so.
He would take his girlfriend to the theatre on Thursday, the restaurant on Friday, the dance on Saturday and to her mothers on Sunday because she told him so.
This is a tale of a man who has never made a decision for himself.
It’s a sunny 4th of March and the man has brushed his teeth, he has presented his report,
Now his boss asks him, 'I want you to make a report on if this company should join with Anderson & sons, the board will follow your advice, I expect it by 10am on 5th of March'
The man was terrified by this, colour drained from his face he sat there in shock and worry at such a big decision.
He eats his apple and orange at 1pm and his landlord asks him this 'I'm putting the house on the market tomorrow, since you have lived there for 5 years I can give a good price for you too, I need to know if you are wanting to buy?'
The man was terrified by this, his head was swimming, his apple core hung in his hand with shock and worry at such a big decision.
The man prepared his 4pm report because he master told him so.
The man brushed his teeth at 5.25 because his dentist told him so, now his girlfriend asks him 'I want you to ask me for my hand in marriage, I have been waiting for 3 years now, do you want to marry me or not? This Friday would be perfect for a proposal'
The man was terrified by this, words were trapped in his throat, he stood there with his tooth brush hanging in his mouth with shock and worry at such a big decision.
The man went to the theatre because his girlfriend told him so.
It's a cloudy 5th of March and the man has brushed his teeth at 7.25am, he has arrived at work at 8.30am. He has not presented his report at 10am, his master says this to him 'Well what happen to the report? Because of you, Anderson & Sons have join with our rival, and you are fired'
The man was terrified by this, colour drained from his face, he sat there in shock and worry at hearing this news.
He still ate his apple and orange at 1pm when his landlord said this 'Sorry not to hear about your decision but some one else has made an offer and that means you have to vacate the house'
The man was terrified by this, his head was swimming, his apple core hung in his hand with shock and worry at hearing this news.
The man didn't make his report at 4pm, he did brush his teeth at 5.25pm when his girlfriend said this 'I know you have not bought a ring and that means you don't want to marry me and start a family so I will be leaving you now'
The man was terrified by this, words were trapped in his throat, he stood there with his tooth brush hanging in his mouth with shock and worry at hearing this news.
The man didn't go to the restaurant on Friday he did brush his teeth 23.25pm.
It’s a cold 6th of March, the man didn't brush his teeth at 7.25am for he had no home, he didn't go to work at 9am for he had no work, he didn't eat his apple and orange for he had no apple or orange, he didn't take his girlfriend to the dance for he had no girlfriend.
He had no one to make decisions for him anymore
This was the tale of the man who never never made a decision for himself
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