What Really Happened to the Tailies, by hiyacynth's subconcious

[hiyacynth]

This morning my brain treated me to one of its store of standard psycho-killer scenarios, this time adapted as a retelling of Lost's Tailie's episode from a couple weeks back.

Comments

[abyssinia4077]

*much luck on both the cold calling and the company holiday cheer*

[hiyacynth]

*plays "Take This Job and Shove It" really loud*

Cold calling is going pretty well. I've gotten over the first hump, which is learning my script well enough to be able not wander away from it too often. Holiday cheer was grim. Long lines, behind new boss-boss and old boss-boss, so much snitty commentary was curtailed. Meal consisted of mostly salt. Sarah accurately described the mashed potatoes as "deceptive."

[abyssinia4077]

Ugh.
They could at least have made the holiday cheer be good food!
Silly EvilCorps

[zenatrix]

In the immortal words of Monique," Go that way, really fast. If something gets in your way... turn."

[hiyacynth]

"But it has raisins in it, Lane... You like raisins!"

[baylorsr]

Or more importantly, good luck with the Evil Merrymaking. Sounds dreadful.

[hiyacynth]

It was fairly evil. Fortunately they served wine at the afternoon treats session.

[merylmarie]

I think Dante forgot to include making cold calls in his description of the Ninth Circle of Hell.

That's actually a great idea to have the Losties come across an old resort hotel with ghosties.

[hiyacynth]

Cold Calls: 8th-and-a-half Circle!

I liked the premise of my Lost dream. I just could have done with fewer dismemberments because eeew.