I was getting my lunch from the fast food place as usual on the Friday. I liked to treat myself on a Friday after a hard week in my office job trying to finish software that was meant to be done yesterday, the usual. Typing away trying to make things work. The area I lived in was under a bit of a redevelopment, so it had a mix of brand new offices, new flats, council houses and a few small bits of industry like car garages.

Read More Posted Thu Dec 24, 2015 | 430 Words | Tagged story mechanic can't remember if i wrote this or not