not the story we wanted

I have to break his door down because he's slumped up against it dead drunk. i find another half-typed letter in his hand. i have no idea what it means:
i'm easily two days late for work. it's almost a relief when i think he's dead. You can't fire someone who's late because they found a dead person. but he's not dead. just romantic. i hate him double.

he loved his job.[recdacted]
(is this going somewhere?)

yes, it's supposed to sound like 'Stripes'. that was the idea. >>>>>delete.