"WHY DOES THIS NOTICE SAY I'M FIRED!?" Mitch shouted, feeling the aforementioned notice crumple in his hand.
"Because you are," Steve answered calmly.
"I'VE WORKED FOR THIS COMPANY FOR SEVEN YEARS, WHY AM I GETTING FIRED!?" Mitch asked, anger blazing in his chest.
"Because one, you're obsessed with your guitar and-."
"I AM NOT!" Mitch argued.
"Yes, you are, you can barely put it down, you have it with you right now" Steve replied. "Anyway, number two, you have an aversion to vertical lines, which isn't very helpful as an architect, is it?"
"No, it's not," Mitch admitted.
"Number three, you're a mouse, and the company just can't afford to buy you those extra small pencils and paper anymore." Steve paused to take a breath before continuing, "Number 4, with the creation of our new employee program, we will have to alphabetize our employee roster, and, as I'm sure you know, you're last name being random morse code means the tablet likely wouldn't know where to place you, which could possibly cause glitches or even a system crash. Of course all that is not to mention that you're a military runaway, and we could face legal trouble for associating with you."
"Okay," Mitch sighed, "See you around Steve."
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Short StoryI have a class that demands I write a story according to a prompt every week and I'm behind, so I figured posting them on here might help encourage me to get my shit done. I've already finished and turned in weeks 1 and 2, so we're skipping those. ...
