WWE, Writing Essential Prompt, (Week of Oct 28...

WWE, Writing Essential Prompt, (Week of Oct 28,2009) - Office Party At The Mansion

Office Party At The Mansion

He looked around the room, observing, standing behind the pillars to avoid being seen, a good way to learn about life without even knowing any of these people.

Jill thought about leaving early, but not this early,
she wanted something.
Yeah, she wanted her boss's mansion,
the one they'd worked their butts off for.
A bonus or promotion would be nice.

Jill thought he was a real tight-ass.

The glasses for drinks had spots on them,
but Warren poured whiskey after whiskey,
giggling like the drunk he was,
even knowing that he shouldn't do that here.

The phone rang and rang.
Somebody might have answered it.
Nobody cared.

The lizard escaped from it's cage and was slithering around.
Pat saw it and freaked, screaming like a banshee,
bad move she realized,
as the lizard belonged to her boss.

Some Christmas party, almost all of them thought,
while pretending not to look at the door or clock.
Stop screwing with a party, Kay almost said, expeditiously.
What's the point?
Well, perhaps maybe avoiding the giggling Warren,
who was now slobbering on anyone within range, was the point.

The band played on, oblivious to the fact that nobody was dancing.
They got paid irregardless, so they couldn't care less,
one could tell by the smirks on their faces.

The lizard slithered.
Some ignored it and others moved away quickly.
Nobody tried to touch it, it was a big old thing.
It could have been a crocodile.

Mary thought it was.

Fear is a powerful motivator.

Disgusting, over sixty people in a room, all afraid of offending their boss.

Not one person dared to say a thing about the loose lizard,
as maybe it didn't get loose.
The boss could have let it out, but damn,
the thing had teeth and claws.

There might be a bonus, who wanted to mess that chance up?
Well, nobody did and forced themselves to stay.

Fake hilarity and enjoyment, is just too easy to spot, even by the boss.
Secretly though, Sean, Rick and Sue,
all thought the boss was too dumb to notice.

At least ten of them made an attempt to dance,
not because they wanted to, but impressions are important.
Not only were bonus's being announced,
but so were lay-offs and promotions with raises.

Ten left at 11:00 pm, wondering if they left too early,
figuring that they probably messed up.
The boss had been there all night, socializing with everyone.

Mike, Joe and Leah all wondered if there was any chance
that he could tell they were sucking up.

Sue was thinking that there was no way in hell he could.

Another fifteen made their way to the door at 11:30,
though they slunk out, wearing guilt.

The other thirty-five that were left,
alternated between confusion and joy.

They'd out lasted the others,
but what if they stayed too long?

Betty made up her mind, she'd out last them all.
even if she had to sleep with him. Gross!

She was going for the promotion and she'd get it too.
Smiling with joy, she headed over to the boss.

Warren was drunk enough, that he was afraid to drive home.
Maybe he could make some brownie points if he stayed.
He was good at sucking up.

Little did they know, their boss went to bed at 10:00 PM
and had already decided who was getting what.
He couldn't wait for them all to leave,
the miserable blood-suckers.

With a wave to the band, they packed up and left,
knowing they'd more than earned this gig.
When he started yawning and looking at his watch,
the rest of the people made a mad scramble for the door.
Great, they screwed up, they thought.

The boss, filled with relief, went up to bed,
never noticing that there was one left behind.
Warren had passed out in a corner
and the lizard/crocodile,
was happily chewing on him.

mn - 2009

Today's prompts for October 28, 2009, due no later than next Tuesday:

* Use a word that most readers will have to look up in their dictionary
* Reference a religious holiday
* Write as 3rd person omniscient
* A telephone needs to ring
* tag with wwe