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Herb waited reluctantly for the elevator to reach the ground floor. In his younger years he would have just taken the stairs to avoid the entire fiasco but as his age crept upwards, so did his weight. The college knee injury that never quite healed and his recent move from the 3rd to 6th floor didn't make matters easier. As the elevator bell sounded and the door began to open, Herb stepped forward and in. He quickly pressed the 6th floor call button and turned to see if anyone was headed in his direction. "Safe" he thought as the door closed in front of him and he breathed a slight sigh of relief. The idea that he would run into Claire once in the building was always something that unnerved him.
Herb had been engaged to Claire for about a year before she broke it off with him 8 months earlier. Claire was quite an enigma to Herb; attractive, charming, charismatic and full of life. The two met on a business seminar two years prior and quickly developed a friendship that turned to more once Herb admitted his feelings for her. Seemingly the opposite of Herb in many ways and being ten years his junior, many wondered what the dark haired beauty saw in him. He often wondered as well. Herb loved Claire's spontaneity, her zeal for life and the ability she had to help him find his passion and happiness in a way no one else had ever been able to do. Herb was devastated when Claire broke off their engagement and admitted that she had found someone else. To make matters worse, her company had recently opened up a branch on the fourth floor of the same office building he worked in. Now each morning and afternoon Herb would begin to sweat when he reached the parking lot or readied himself to leave his desk fearing that he would bump into her somewhere between the elevator and his vehicle. As the elevator passed the fourth floor Herb's stomach relaxed and he adjusted his tie. "One down, one to go" he thought.
The fluorescent lights of the cubicle farm cast a soft, faint tint over the entire wing; as he briskly walked to his desk, the light surrounded every inch of Herb's body as if to personify his melancholy mood with pale yellow shades of soft pastel. In the background the steady drum beat of copy machines, ringing phones and water cooler chatter could be heard. Herb eased into his seat, adjusted the seat back ever so slightly, and let the monotonous drone of the office machinery slowly take his mind elsewhere.
Herb had been engaged to Claire for about a year before she broke it off with him 8 months earlier. Claire was quite an enigma to Herb; attractive, charming, charismatic and full of life. The two met on a business seminar two years prior and quickly developed a friendship that turned to more once Herb admitted his feelings for her. Seemingly the opposite of Herb in many ways and being ten years his junior, many wondered what the dark haired beauty saw in him. He often wondered as well. Herb loved Claire's spontaneity, her zeal for life and the ability she had to help him find his passion and happiness in a way no one else had ever been able to do. Herb was devastated when Claire broke off their engagement and admitted that she had found someone else. To make matters worse, her company had recently opened up a branch on the fourth floor of the same office building he worked in. Now each morning and afternoon Herb would begin to sweat when he reached the parking lot or readied himself to leave his desk fearing that he would bump into her somewhere between the elevator and his vehicle. As the elevator passed the fourth floor Herb's stomach relaxed and he adjusted his tie. "One down, one to go" he thought.
The fluorescent lights of the cubicle farm cast a soft, faint tint over the entire wing; as he briskly walked to his desk, the light surrounded every inch of Herb's body as if to personify his melancholy mood with pale yellow shades of soft pastel. In the background the steady drum beat of copy machines, ringing phones and water cooler chatter could be heard. Herb eased into his seat, adjusted the seat back ever so slightly, and let the monotonous drone of the office machinery slowly take his mind elsewhere.