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Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Angry Little Al

Everyone in the office avoided Al because he was always angry and yelling. In reality, Al was just really sad because no one liked him or invited him to lunch, or parties, or to get coffee, or anything. Ever. Al didn't know how to cry when he felt hurt. He only knew how to get mad. He was better at being mad than he was at showing how he really felt. If he showed how he really felt, he thought the others would make fun of him. ... and one of them might, but the others would probably like him a lot more.

Left Angry Little Al downtown late late last night.


At 10:58 PM, Blogger Restaurant Gal said...

I am kinda of angry this evening. Where might Al be? I could use a pal to talk to, or at least stare at.

At 11:29 PM, Blogger Mary Tiler More said...

Al's moved on, it seems. He was last seen at a holiday BBQ. But Angry Hal is out there now ... on Second Street ... also downtown. He's got a lot of lunch anger, it seems.


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