The Executive (439 hits)
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Submitted by Sekeeth <sdsink.at.hotmail.com> (View user info) at 2004-10-12 03:35:17 EDT
Sorry about the last post guys...
To make up for it, here's a little ditty I've been working on.
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It was about three in the morning when Chirs finally escaped from the airport. Feeling an itch, he immediately got in a cab and went to the red light district. It didn't take long for Chris to spot a girl to suit his need.
"Hi. What's your name, sweetie?" "Mike," he lied. The girl got into the cab with him after some bartering and the driver headed to Chris' hotel. There was quite an uncomfortable silence in the cab. The girl decided to break it.
"What name should I go by?" She asked. After a little thought Chris made his decision. "Melanie. You look like a girl I went to school with that was named Melanie. I always liked her, she was a very kind person." "Well," Melanie said, "for being not too common a name, a lot of people choose that. I guess I must just look like a Melanie."
The rest of the cab ride went by without much conversation. Melanie told him a little about her, Chris told her a little about him. The driver eyeing them just hoping he could see a little action before the end of his shift.
When they arrived at Chris' hotel, he payed the driver and escorted Melanie inside. Chris went to the front desk and confirmed his reservation and recieved his key. The desk clerk eyed Melanie a little too long, guessing her occupation correctly. They obviously were not a couple. The age was too different, and Melanie was wearing clothing that would be considered an opposite to Chris' nine hundred dollar suit.
Ignoring the stare from the now annoyed clerk, they made their way to the elevator and then to Chris' room. It was actually a very nice suite on the top floor. The kind that requires a special key to be used in the elevator. Melanie had never been to the suites in this hotel and was actually kind of excited. Plus her John wasn't in bad shape, and kinda cute.
When they arrived in the room, Melanie explained that there were some ground rules that have to be addressed before anything began. "Save it. I actually just want to talk. I need to tell someone about what I've done, but it can't be anyone that I personally know or anyone who knows my business."
"What business would that be, Mike?" Inquired Melanie. "First off, my name isn't Mike, it's Chris. And I'm in the airline business." Chris said off handedly. Melanie became interested, "A pilot? That's cool. Always going different places..." "No, not a pilot," Chris interrupted, "I work for a company that makes the engines for certain planes. The big ones. That's why I need to talk."
"What you don't like your job, join the club. Look at me, you think you're in a bad place. I think you're bitchin' to the wrong gal."
"I tell you what, sweetheart, I would definitely trade jobs with you. My job is to determine the cost-effectiveness of certain aspects of the engines. Lowest bidder stuff, materials, longevity, things like that. That's not what I have a problem with. Several years ago, me and a couple of other employees received a very large sum of money to use one suppliers equipment. Nothing wrong with that, everyone does it." Chris stated, starting to get lost in thought. His shoulders slouched, his head hung, almost like he wanted to curl up like a child.
"Yeah, I know what you're talkin' about. I saw something like that last month in the news. Those Ford execs that were fired for doing that." Melanie said, trying to appease Chris. He started to look really depressed. This wasn't too bad of a thing he did. Hell, she saw more evil things than that daily. "Don't be too upset with yourself, you're just trying to get ahead."
Mike suddenly started to cry. Melanie sat him on the bed and hugged him, not knowing what else to do. After a little time, he composed himself. "Yeah, that's what I said to myself. Then the crashes started to happen. The cause of those crashes haven't been found yet, but I know. It's the parts that I was paid to use. They aren't safe, and I'm responsible for people dying."
"You don't know that, you said yourself they don't know what caused them. It could be anything." Melanie said.
"It's not anything! It's my fault because I'm a greedy person. There have been five planes in three years that have gone down. You know how many people are usually on a plane? 107. Luckily most of the planes that went down were the red-eyes. The death tolls combined were only 382. I've kept count. I can't help it. 382 people. I'm resposible for murdering 382 people."
Melanie just sat speechless.
"I thought about killing myself, but my life insurance won't pay out if that happened. I have a beautiful wife and two kids that depend on me. Which leads me to why I brought you here." Chris quickly pulled the largest wad of money Melanie had ever seen out of his pocket. He quickly thumbed through it, "There is fifteen thousand dollars here."
"What do you want me to do with that? Give it to your family?" Melanie asked.
"No." He sat up and walked to his travel bag. He reached in and pulled out a silver revolver. Melanie quickly drew a breath and looked toward the door in a panic. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you. This money is for you. I need you to kill me."
User Reviews
Submitted by GodLovesALittleLovin (user info) at 2004-10-12 12:11:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm out of witty lines so I'll just say "asshat".
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2004-10-12 10:04:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
interesting
Submitted by Quasiplasmohedron (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:44:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Pretty good, but I thought you said he was "feeling an itch."
Submitted by Random Joe at 2004-10-12 04:43:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
http://www.ubersite.com/m/48069
vote any color just vote!
Submitted by Disektor (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:21:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Reminds me of the scene from Fight Club, with the car, and the stuff.
Submitted by Katastrofadark (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:20:48 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I like it, interesting concept.
Submitted by titmouse (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:17:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
unoriginal
Submitted by Method (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:09:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Kristen (user info) at 2004-10-12 04:06:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice little ditty.
Submitted by Sekeeth (user info) at 2004-10-12 03:50:41 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
I reread it twice, I knew I would miss one. Dammit all, it had to be the first Chris.
Submitted by cigar (user info) at 2004-10-12 03:42:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
That glowering chirs just fucked up the entire story. Sorry.