by Dave Orrison
Greg is a narcissist. He takes credit for my work, messes with the stuff on my desk, criticizes my writing, and just can’t stop telling everyone how wonderful he is. Well, how wonderful he was; I forgot that he's dead. Late last night Greg jumped from the sixth floor window of our office building and killed himself. I suppose I should be angry about him landing on my car, but that's something else I forgot. I forgot to move it.
Dave Orrison lives and writes in Colorado.