The Unfortunate Speed of Sound


When the project was finally given the green light, Alan was excited with the chance to work with Gus. By his reputation, this was an opportunity for Alan to work with the best.

On the first day of the project Alan was so excited he could feel his heart pound. “Let me show you to your workstation.”

“Relax, dude,” replied Gus. “Let me explain something to you. Trains stop at train stations. Buses stop at bus stations, so I don’t work at a work station.”

“Oh, sorry,” stammered Alan. “So how do we collaborate? I don’t know how this is supposed to work.”

Gus smirked at his new associate. “We don’t work. I play and you hammer out the details. Get it?”


“I like to think of it this way. God is always watching, so I might as well be entertaining,” laughed Gus.

“That doesn’t really answer-“

Gus cut him off before he could finish. “I’m bored, so here’s the plan: I’ll toss an idea your way and you knock it out of the park. We cool?”

Before Alan could speak, Gus was out the door. Alan slumped at his desk and shuffled papers.

Megan, a coworker, knocked on the door. “How’d it go?”

Alan shook his head in disgust. “That guy is proof that light travels faster than sound.”

“What do you mean?” asked Megan.

“I thought he was bright until he opened his mouth.”


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2 Responses to The Unfortunate Speed of Sound

  1. Pat says:

    I have meet people like that.

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