Collective Unrest

 

God Called In

August 8, 2018

God called in to work today
and we’re short handed.
It’s the third time this week,
he always leaves us stranded.

God called into work today,
what a coincidence.
He has the weekend off,
and vacation ‘til the end of existence.

 

Alex Olson is from Port Huron, Michigan. He writes science fiction, horror, and literary fiction. He is very tired of stories where characters can easily miss work to deal with existential crises. His Twitter handle is @olsonthewriter.

 

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