by Gingerly Me
Austin's good intentions lead to an interoffice tit for tat. Who wins?
Contest entry for: Daily Flash Fiction Challenge
Prompt: thirteen, luck, curse
Word count: 283
Austin sat at his desk and stared out the window. Then his gaze dropped to the sill. That thirsty little spider plant was in luck. He had exactly thirteen minutes before his next meeting, not enough time to start a new project.
His office mate, Leon, watched as he plucked the dusty watering can from the top of the file cabinet and strode purposefully across the hall into the restroom.
Leon heard the tap begin to run as Austin almost simultaneously hissed, “Shit!”
Giggles had consumed Leon by the time Austin returned to the office, less than a minute later.
“Did you miss?” Leon barely managed to spit out between snorts, gesturing at Austin’s wet sleeve.
“God damned right-handed faucets! It’s not funny, Leon.”
“Yes. Yes, it is,” Leon replied, as a new round of giggles erupted. “It’s funny every time!”
“We’ve got that department meeting in a few minutes and here I am all wet. At least I’m not presenting this time.”
Leon didn’t care. He was on a roll, “It’s the curse of the lefty! The struggle is real!”
“Asshole,” muttered Austin as he dribbled a little water on the neglected plant. Swiveling, he poured the remaining water all over Leon.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Leon leaped from his seat, miraculously cured of the giggles. “I’ve got a presentation to make!”
Without a word, Austin picked up his file and headed to the conference room. He took a seat, barely controlling his own snickers.
He had himself under control by the time his boss walked in a minute later and announced to the team, “Leon can’t join us today, he had something come up last minute. Austin, you’ll present instead.”