“I really like hugs” by Sasha on her couch


Monday November 30, 2015
11:10pm
5 minutes
overheard at the Vancouver Poetry Slam

Bob’s got chapped lips. Really bad chap. Like, the skin’s flaking off, and he must notice but he’s not even licking them or considering chapstick. Bob is distracted. After seventeen months, two weeks and three days of unemployment, Bob has a job.

On his first day at J Greer Computing, Bob is called into his manager’s office. Leslie has a trophy on her desk from the Regional Curling Championship. Around women like Leslie, Bob always finds himself with sweaty palms and an itchy upper lip.

“How’s it going today, Bob?”

“Oh pretty good, Leslie.”

“You’re settling in alright?”

“You bet,” Bob forgets about his moustache and tries to lick his lip where it’s tingling.

“Bob, I just have a question about your previous employer…”

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