this morning #1013.

this morning, i put the duster aside. put on a fresh white glove. ran my hand along the entire length of the countertop. checked my finger. not a single speck of dust. held my finger out for all to see. that shit was clean as a whistle. someone gasped. i decided to take things one step further. made them a guarantee. uttered a quick quip about how this surface is clean enough to eat off. before we continued, i had to show them this was the truth, had to make my skills known. this was the only audition i’d get for this position. i had to prove myself. now or never. i reached into my bag, took out a tray containing breakfast & dumped its contents onto the counter. there was a second gasp. i dug in.