Madness

Drip! Drip!

The sound repeated all day.

Drip! Drip!

Each worker was given a sink at his desk.

Drip! Drip!

She sat and listened to the sink all day.

Drip! Drip!

Her neighbor’s sink steadily dripped. She put in headphones, but they did not help. Even over the sound of the music in her ears, she could hear it.

Drip! Drip!

She thought about the tool that could fix the situation. It sat within the same room, just 20 steps away.

Drip! Drip!

She longed all day to find the tool, to fix the dripping sink. But the office had one rule: No one must touch another’s sink.

Drip! Drip!

Drip! Drip!

Drip! Drip!

The sound drove her mad. At many points, she considered finding the tool. And not to touch the sink — no, that was not allowed — but to attack her neighbor.

Drip! Drip! Drip!

She envisioned striking him over the head all day long.

Drip! Drip!

Maybe if he was gone, someone else would come in. Someone who would make the dripping stop.

Drip! Drip!

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