Edward III

Part III of Edward’s day in the office…and we learn a bit more about how he thinks…

After Marcia leaves, I sit around the office for a bit before deciding that I’m sick of looking at Gavin’s body. It really was a shame he had to die, but he was standing in my way. I put him in the filing cabinet.

I’m not selfish. I’ve just never been number one. Never, in my whole life. I just wanted to know what that felt like for once. If no one else was going to think of me that way, I obviously had to do it myself. Isn’t that what they all say? If you want something done…

That reminds me. I still haven’t collected my photocopying. I pick it up from the tray, and carry it back to my desk. Since the filing cabinet is now otherwise occupied, I sort it at my desk.

I don’t mind though. I like my desk. It faces away from the window, so I don’t have to see all the people outside. People who seem determined to exclude me. People like my ex-girlfriend, and my colleagues… Now I have taken control of my own destiny, no one will ever exclude me again!

I am so absorbed in my work that I don’t hear the knock at the door.