The Suggestion
By Nate Feldman
"There is no way I'm going to do it!"
The previously pleasant lunch conversation between the two colleagues turned icy cold quickly.
Pete and Morris sat directly across from one another, staring fixedly at the other.
"He isn't going to bite your head off," Pete said without losing his composure.
Morris took a bite of his sandwich and swallowed nervously. He put the sandwich down. He picked up a white paper napkin and wiped his face and balding head. He didn't respond.
"That's all I did to get what I wanted," Pete continued.
Morris grimaced. "That's because he likes you," he said in an agitated and slightly louder voice. He appeared flustered.
Pete's eyes darted to the right briefly to see if anyone was paying attention. He looked back at his co-worker.
"Sometimes I think he hopes I dig my own hole so he has an excuse to get rid of me," Morris continued.
Pete shook his head. "You're delusional."
Morris checked the clock on the wall. He looked back at Pete. "Look," he said, "I've got children who depend on me. Someday I can be bolder. But for now, I've got to play it safe and lay low."
Morris got up and picked up a paper bag with the remainder of his lunch. He went to the refrigerator and put it in. He then walked out of the room.
Pete looked around for someone else to talk to.
By Nate Feldman
"There is no way I'm going to do it!"
The previously pleasant lunch conversation between the two colleagues turned icy cold quickly.
Pete and Morris sat directly across from one another, staring fixedly at the other.
"He isn't going to bite your head off," Pete said without losing his composure.
Morris took a bite of his sandwich and swallowed nervously. He put the sandwich down. He picked up a white paper napkin and wiped his face and balding head. He didn't respond.
"That's all I did to get what I wanted," Pete continued.
Morris grimaced. "That's because he likes you," he said in an agitated and slightly louder voice. He appeared flustered.
Pete's eyes darted to the right briefly to see if anyone was paying attention. He looked back at his co-worker.
"Sometimes I think he hopes I dig my own hole so he has an excuse to get rid of me," Morris continued.
Pete shook his head. "You're delusional."
Morris checked the clock on the wall. He looked back at Pete. "Look," he said, "I've got children who depend on me. Someday I can be bolder. But for now, I've got to play it safe and lay low."
Morris got up and picked up a paper bag with the remainder of his lunch. He went to the refrigerator and put it in. He then walked out of the room.
Pete looked around for someone else to talk to.
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