Happy Friday people! What a week it’s been! Actually it hasn’t been that great a week, but we’ll pretend it has, just to keep things interesting.

So a few weeks ago I joined this email list called the Internet Writers Workshop, where a bunch of writers email each other about writing, and stories, and whatever they happen to be interested in at the time. One of the other members posted a message this week saying he’d come upon a contest that was looking for 1,000 word stories, but they’d made a typo, and their ad said they were looking for 100 word stories. He wrote one, and it wasn’t bad (I can’t share it with you because it’s his story), but I decided to write one, too.

And here it is. If you want to write one, and then send it to me, I’ll put it up here over the weekend– the only rule is that it must be exactly 100 words. Enjoy.

“I quit!” he said to his boss. “I quit!” he yelled at the secretary on the way out the door. He overturned his desk, spilled pencils everywhere. When somebody asked him what the hell was going on, he yelled “I quit!” to everyone. People were running from down the hall to see what all the noise was about, the interns came out of the breakroom (that cute one from Georgetown looked impressed). There was mayhem, and he was causing it. “I quit!” he screamed, again and again.

The alarm beeped, and he woke. It was 6 a.m. Time for work.