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A cautionary tale!
This was my winning entry for the WORDS: WRITE TRIBE CONTEST # 1 in July, 2013
Using the specified words:
postcard, coin, tidy, wild, help, calendar, responsibility
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Danielle was completely drained and living a workaholic nightmare!
Her underlings had been let go as a “cost cutting measure” and she was the only one left. That’s too much responsibility for one person.
Welcome to Corporate Hell!
She desperately needed help. Working 60 hours a week was becoming the norm and her personal life was practically non-existent. Thankfully, her husband, Mario, was understanding and often drove Danielle to the office on the way to his weekly Sunday soccer game. How pathetic! The rest of the world enjoys life and she drowns in a sea of paperwork.
Time for a vacation!
Grabbing her desk calendar, she started riffling through the pages. Her husband’s employer would be having the yearly maintenance shutdown next month, so that was ideal. Sadly, they rarely went anywhere, because of her job. He hung out with his friends and she went to work. So pitiful. Time to let loose and get wild!
Leave your cares behind!
Although she was entitled to four weeks’ vacation, (at least seniority was good for something), Danielle’s boss vetoed the idea of her taking more than two weeks off in a row. He said her job was “too important” to be away that long. Well damn! It would take two weeks just to “deprogram”, never mind recuperate, but it was better than nothing.
So, the big question was, where should they go? Mario was not one to express preferences; whatever Danielle liked was fine with him. This was sometimes frustrating. She couldn’t help feeling he may actually have wanted something different but wouldn’t say.
They both enjoyed spontaneous road trips. Pick a direction, map out a few possible stops along the way and go . She handed him a coin. Heads for west tails for east. West it was!
The last day at work was hectic, but Danielle managed to tidy her desk by the end of it. She regarded the empty surface ruefully, knowing full well that catching up afterwards would be horrendous. That didn’t matter anymore; time to get a life! Smiling broadly, she waved goodbye.
The next morning, Mario loaded up the car as Danielle finished dressing. They were both eager to experience that freedom road. Getting in, she gave his arm a playful squeeze and said: “Remind me to send my mother a postcard. She loves to get mail”.
They hit the asphalt; radio tuned to their favourite station.
Ah, this was the life!
Exploring less-travelled routes and unusual places was part of the fun. No traffic for miles, but suddenly, a large, out of control van came speeding at them and didn’t stop. The impact of the head-on collision shattered the stillness of the countryside.
There would be no more vacations for Danielle and Mario.
Although the characters’ names and the car crash are fictional,
the general circumstances were taken from my life during the late 1980s.
Ironic how the so-called “important job” was so easily eliminated a few years later!
On their deathbed, does anyone ever regret not spending more time at the office?
What do you think?
Are you or were you ever a workaholic?
Do you regret it?
Looking forward to your comments!
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