the apothecary
Mr. Apropo had rounded the corner sharply and had almost ran over the man he found laying on the floor. He stumbled but collected himself, and drew his breath in with a sharp hiss.
"HEDLEY!" the lump on the floor sprang to life, wiping off his mandarin orange shirt, cowering away from Mr. Apropo.
"oh uh... hey there mr. apropo... uh.. you're not going to believe this but-"
"just shut that mouth right up hedley. by jehosaphat i asked you to stop LAYING DOWN ON THE JOB how many months ago? huh? HOW MANY MONTHS!" Apropo's neck bulged from his collar which was straining to contain him. Hedley noticed the whites of Mr. Apropo's eyes seemed to be larger.
"well uh-"
"FOUR MONTHS HEDLEY! FOUR MONTHS! YOU DEFY LOGIC HEDLEY!" the other office workers peered out of their cubicles to witness the scene. "now listen here you ignorant puke! you shape up... you shape up or i'll ship your lazy ass downstairs to Thurman. and i know you don't want that." Hedleys arms twitched at the thought of being subjected to thurmans monotone in the research department meetings for a whole day. the thought made his tongue get cold.
"yeah Mr. Apropo you're right sir, i do need to shape up. ya see, i dropped my favorite highlighter on the floor over there-" guesturing to where indeed lay a lime green highlighter. "and ya see sir, this office floor its... well its really comfortable and.. u know my propensity to just nod off.. haha...."
Apropo eyed him the way a canine would eye a french kitty. "anyways sir.. the message is noted and i'm going to clean up my act."
Apropo's saucer eyes shrunk a little. "good hedley.. Good. You know i'm stern on you because i see you as my retarded younger brother whom God bestowed to some jezebel other than my own angelic mother? you do know that Hedley?"
"i know it Mr. Apropo and thank you."
They eyed each other and Apropo shoved past him. Hedley smoothed his wild chesnut brown hair and smirked.
"HEDLEY!" the lump on the floor sprang to life, wiping off his mandarin orange shirt, cowering away from Mr. Apropo.
"oh uh... hey there mr. apropo... uh.. you're not going to believe this but-"
"just shut that mouth right up hedley. by jehosaphat i asked you to stop LAYING DOWN ON THE JOB how many months ago? huh? HOW MANY MONTHS!" Apropo's neck bulged from his collar which was straining to contain him. Hedley noticed the whites of Mr. Apropo's eyes seemed to be larger.
"well uh-"
"FOUR MONTHS HEDLEY! FOUR MONTHS! YOU DEFY LOGIC HEDLEY!" the other office workers peered out of their cubicles to witness the scene. "now listen here you ignorant puke! you shape up... you shape up or i'll ship your lazy ass downstairs to Thurman. and i know you don't want that." Hedleys arms twitched at the thought of being subjected to thurmans monotone in the research department meetings for a whole day. the thought made his tongue get cold.
"yeah Mr. Apropo you're right sir, i do need to shape up. ya see, i dropped my favorite highlighter on the floor over there-" guesturing to where indeed lay a lime green highlighter. "and ya see sir, this office floor its... well its really comfortable and.. u know my propensity to just nod off.. haha...."
Apropo eyed him the way a canine would eye a french kitty. "anyways sir.. the message is noted and i'm going to clean up my act."
Apropo's saucer eyes shrunk a little. "good hedley.. Good. You know i'm stern on you because i see you as my retarded younger brother whom God bestowed to some jezebel other than my own angelic mother? you do know that Hedley?"
"i know it Mr. Apropo and thank you."
They eyed each other and Apropo shoved past him. Hedley smoothed his wild chesnut brown hair and smirked.