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Dressed to Impress

by Paul Phillips

I have made a mess of both my personal and professional lives; my wife and children have recently left me in disgrace, I am on the brink of being fired from my high-paying job and my financial situation is far from impressive. Due to these circumstances, I have the most important meeting of my life this morning. I slipped into my Bespoke shirt and most expensive Giorgio Fiorelli suit. My Florsheim shoes polished immaculately, completed the image of a man on a mission. The Beretta - that had been tucked inside my Hugo Boss leather belt - is now placed firmly against the roof of my mouth. I think it is very important to dress well when meeting your Maker.

6S

Paul Phillips can't believe it's not better!

19 comments:

Michael Solender said...

Good grief man, don't do it! Glad you wrote it though. Tight and taut form the man down under.

Christian Bell said...

Yeah, don’t do it, though this is well written.

Laurita said...

Yikes, that ending was a punch in the gut. Great job as usual, Paul.

Joe said...

A well-done six sentences, hopefully not your last! Concise and well-written. Nice touches with the descriptions of what the character was wearing. Look forward to your next six.

quin browne said...

interesting to say the least... that he is trying to cover all of his mistakes, his being seen as a loser, by hiding behind being well dressed when he's found.

hm. interesting... and sad.

Jane Bradford said...

Suicide is a selfish act, not brave or selfless. Quin is right, this is the final loser act of a man who would rather give up than do anything to change.

Teresa Stenson said...

I'd say he's won rather than lost. At killing himself, I mean.

This does the thing where it gets better the more you read it. Suprised me, in that way. Good stuff.

Madam Z said...

This piece is well-written, but sad. The protagonist has "dressed to DEpress," for me at least.

As other commenters have said, don't do it! But of course, this is fiction, right?

alisa rynay haller said...

Good job on making it to the main site paul! But I disagree with some of the other comments..suicide isn't selfish, it's simply pain beyond understanding.
Well put.

CJT said...

I don't know if he wants to see your best suit covered in blood though... Excellent piece! Congrats on making the main site!

MDJB said...

Yes, remember if you commit suicide, you don't get to meet your maker. Excellently written piece. I am wondering, however, if he still has all those fine clothes, why can't he dress to impress a prospective employer?

The Advancement of Multimedia Decline said...

well done...although for God, clothes don't make the man; I'm pretty sure about that one--just look at Adam and Eve before the Expulsion...however, in the careful choice of his clothes for his final meeting, the reader is drawn into a mundane description that hints at ritualism; by the time the Beretta appears---"work rage" I'm thinking--but, wait; no, he is poised to commit violence upon his own person...all that in six little old sentences---you got the coveted 6-rating from me.

Absolutely*Kate said...

I think your Bespoke shirt be spoke you well Paul. Then again, I believe you dressed up this six just right. And your title ~ pizazz well-suited. Congrats and proud, pal Paul

~ Absolutely*Kate

Paul D. Brazill said...

ooof! Painfully good.

Crybbe666 said...

Thank you all for reading and leaving such wonderful comments. Glad you all got something out of it, good or bad, but at least you read it. Thanks,

Paul

Erin Cole said...

Always a kicker with you Paul - well written true life horror.

Veronica said...

Hi,
Loved your short story especially the ending it was spectacular! Was not expecting that.

Harry said...

You have only one shot at this interview, hope you don't blow it! Sure fire six Paul!

Jerry C said...

This was really well done. I liked the way you led to the last sentence. Kind of reminds me of that scene in An Officer and a Gentleman... and another in Scent of a Woman. And here I am, with no suits or good ties left to my name.