Scentless Apprentice

Picture this: Officescape, papers everywhere, some empty sodabottles, half-filled coffe mugs. Yours truly in front of a computer headbanging to Nirvana’s IN UTERO. My co-workers and the Mexican painters next door didn’t dare to ask me turn it down. Thought I was in a trance. Civilians.

2 thoughts on “Scentless Apprentice”

  1. How far will you go? What’s next? Why not dress up like Elvis and do the jiggle on a table. yeah.. you’ve got the hips, man… shake it!!

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