Alain Goulem

A Cubicle Of Ones Own

Dale’s office was small, but in many ways, this was his home. More than the one-bedroom he shared with his half blind tabby, Sergeant Furry. More than where he had grown up in a run-down split level beside the mega mall. It was where his computer was, where he had the picture of himself standing beside the Matt Damon look alike he had met at Comic-Expo. It was where he hung his singing fish. Of course, he had to take the batteries out because, Don’t Worry Be Happy got on his colleagues’ nerves.