Category: Joseph

1.50 Dealing

We’d both employed the same cunning strategy – waiting. Perhaps my “plan” wasn’t as lame as I’d previously thought.  The coffee seemed to need a few more minutes to seep into my system to bad I didn’t have the time. Even in this deluge…

1.49 My Flawless Plan

While Rye does not contain a single drive-thru Asian joint (which is a travesty), it does include an Italian one. So instead of eggrolls, I am eating spaghetti for dinner. While both countries of culinary origin reside in the same hemisphere – spaghetti does…

1.48 Wrinkles

Day six of my fourteen hour fortnight. FLYT held a general meeting last Friday which I missed due to the Fall Foliage Tour. It turns out one of the drivers came in sick with – swine, C, Spanish, bird, #10 – some variety of…

1.23 Is It Tresspasing If You Have Keys?

The upside about driving for FLYT? My black uniform doubles as ninja gear or perhaps cat burglar attire, either way, I am tough to see at night (I prefer ninja btw). When Ben gave me my walking papers, he was so intent on wresting…

1.15 Sweet and Sour

Rolling down the window of sickly pumpkin colored hybrid, “Talking on your phone again?” The opening salvo. Returning fire, I gestured with my phone, “Sure looks that way.” I opened my email, hoping the glowing screen and obvious inattention would spark the idea of…