Drabble about a CEO

The First And Only Chapter

There he was, sitting in his office chair on the top floor of the skyscraper. His skyscraper, his business. All his hard work leading to a 360 eagle eye view of the city. But the skyline isn't what he was looking at this time. No, his gaze was on the legal pad on his desk. His pen tapping without rhythm beside him. He tried to focus on the words written on the pad but the pressure was getting to him causing his focus to go elsewhere. Anywhere but on the impending decision he had to make. He looked back at the paper, at what he had written. Three words, two commas, one line. Not the top line though he thinks to himself. Why not the top line, he has written the words on the left hand side of the page, four lines down. Four lines down. That just won't do. He rips the top page of the legal pad off and crumples it, throwing it off to the side where he knows his rubbish bin is. He ceases the tapping so as to rewrite those three words again on the newly revealed sheet. Three words, two commas, so much pressure. He stares at the words --Chief, Executive, Officer. Why is this so hard. He resumes tapping, using his free hand to rest his forehead against. He rubs it, only to guide his hand through his hair in frustration and slam it back onto the desk. It's getting late but he has to make a decision before going home to his wife. He reaches into his drawer with the thought to check his phone and see if she had contacted him. 'Are you heading home yet my love?' He reads on his screen. He mumbles a curse under his breath, drops the phone into his lap, and shuts the drawer. Ignoring the message for now, he looks again at the legal pad set before him. His eyes cross he's been staring at the words so closely for so long. Chief, Executive, Officer. He lets out a breath, his gaze escapes to the ceiling where the air vent catches his attention. He focuses on the vent breathing in and then out, thinking hard. He hears his clock chime with the time, he counts the bells it tolls. Eleven. "Fuck it," he mumbles, taking his pen to paper and circling the words written. All the words written. He rips the top paper off, crumples it, and lets it join its companion. With the new sheet of paper before him, he rests the pen on the top line, center of the page. He writes 'Chief Executive Officer'. As soon as the last letter is written he rolls his chair back, cracks his knuckles, grabs his phone from his lap and his coat from the chair's back, making his way to the door. He takes one last look at the desk from across the room and smirks to himself. "Chief Executive Officer," he says still smirking, "I could get used that."

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LOL so yeah. 500 words of pure amazingness.