THE CRUSH

I work in a warehouse that stocks many articles, many of which unfortunately need to be inventoried each month. A few months ago, a new guy, Todd was hired and he and I get along quite well. When the boss asked Todd and me to stay late to inventory we both agreed.

I must add that Todd is a very hot guy - tall, well-built, short dark hair and a killer smile. Tonight, as usual, he wore his big, black work boots which I couldn't keep my eyes off of. As we worked, I would occasionally pull my favorite pocket watch out to check our progress.

About two hours later I went to take out my watch and noticed that it was no longer in my pocket! I got worried and started to search for it. Todd was in another room at the time. After I looked all over the floor for it in my area I went into the other room. Todd was walking toward me with a large box in his arms. I was just about to open my mouth to ask Todd if he had seen my watch when I saw it on the floor directly in front of him. Before I knew it his big, right boot sole came down on top of my watch and I heard a delicate "crunch ". I noticed how Todd kind of came up on the ball of his foot adding even more weight on to the mutilated watch. The poor thing wouldn't have had a chance under his boot!

Todd didn't seem to feel the object flatten under his foot or at least he gave it no notice. He walked past me and gave me that grin that always made me flush. I walked over to my " favorite " watch and bent down to take a closer look. It was mutilated beyond repair - the glass ground into the concrete floor and all the small, intricate parts bent totally out of shape. I picked it up and it fell apart in my hand. I couldn't believe that a quick trample under a guy's foot could do that much damage!

Click Here toBill the Author