Joel worked late, the desks outside the glass walls of his office empty, the lights on the floor low. He flicked a glance at the corner of his screen…
He read through the report he’d been working on, checked the numbers again, and hit save. His eyes on the outer office door, he leaned back in his chair, stretched his legs out under his desk…
The frosted glass door, the company name and logo etched front and centre, swung open. The lights came up, and a cleaning cart bumped over the threshold.
The orange vest was hideous. You would think, after all these weeks, Joel would be inured to its repellant neon sheen, but no. Too long, too wide, it hung on the man wearing it. Granted, the damn thing was probably one size fits all, and the guy wasn’t big.
Tell-tale white plastic hanging out of his ears, head bopping to music only he could hear, the man pushed the cart to the first desk. Black hair pulled into an undercut ponytail hung past the guy’s shoulders as he grabbed a spray bottle and cloth.
Desk cleaned, computer wiped down, and waste basket emptied, man and cart moved to the next cubicle. After almost two months of watching this man work, Joel had the routine down. The outer office first, desk to desk, cubicle to cubicle. Next, the vacuum cleaner mowed under chairs, and between desks. Joel’s office, the only enclosed space on the floor, was tackled last.
A knock on his open office door, a nod of greeting, and green eyes smiled in at him. Joel never got used to that smile either. He shut his laptop down, grabbed his suit jacket off the back of his chair, and got out of the guy’s way.
Same routine, desk, laptop, wastebasket. The vacuum cleaner whirred and was hooked back into place on the rolling cart. Joel, leaning against a desk in the cubicle outside his office, watched and waited. The earbuds disappeared into the guy’s pocket. The neon vest dropped onto the collection of cleaning supplies.
Hand on his cart, the man turned, tossed a smile at Joel. “Good to go?”
Nice. Loved it. That ending crept up on me wonderfully. You do these pieces of flash fiction so well. It gets 5 stars from me.
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Thanks, Hugh. Coming from the master of the surprise ending…smiling here 🤗
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Your story is well-supported with numerous details. But an orange vest with green eyes? The horror!
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LOL! Bad, right?
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You just gifted a big smile, Aimer. Thank You and Cheers!!! 🙂
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Thanks, Katy 🙂
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Great piece. What a characters study.
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Thanks. It’s just a snippet that made me smile.
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I was sure the janitor was going to get killed. It was a surprise ending. 🙂
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LOL! I hadn’t thought of that, but yes, it could have definitely gone that way. I’m a big sucker for happy endings though, so nope 🙂
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Glad for that. murders are so messy. 🙂
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LOL!
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