Eleven Years of Eating Lunch by a Window in Columbus, Ohio, Ended With a Box I Never Expected

“That I’d like to see you show better judgment about visibility.”

The radiator clanked twice in the corner.

He let the silence hang there.

“And Charlotte.

If you’re thinking about making something out of a piece of paper taped to a chair, understand that the complaint turns into the story.

A joke is a joke.

A grievance is a file.”

“I haven’t said a word about any file.”