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Alone Again

by Carolyn Carceo

Alone at work; a condition I know too well. I sit at a desk and answer the phones, respond to alarms, and greet the occasional visitor. A knock at the door. A visitor! I let him in; it's the bread delivery for the cafeteria. For two minutes, there is another person here, and I'm not so alone, but then he's gone.

6S

Carolyn Carceo, author of Beach Sounds and a lifetime Bay Stater, lives on Massachusetts' North Shore and works in Boston. She's the oldest of four, and a Mom to two catkids who don't understand the meaning of the word "no." (The scene above is typical of her work day.)

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very touching.

Bob Jacobs said...

Another small-moment sixer, Carolyn. The loneliness of a typical working day. Nice 6S.

Madam Z said...

Alone, but not unemployed. It could be worse, my dear.

Harry said...

I wonder what the bread guy is thinking. Might just be his job is lonely too. Bring some peanut butter to work.

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