[Leisure] A terrible attempt at a short story by Abdelrahman Farid

The clock struck 3pm and Alex was drowning in pressure. “I have to do something, ANYthing” he said. He felt like he was wasting precious hours of his life sitting on his living room couch surfing social media. It was just overused memes and fake sentimental shit. He had been stuck in a loop ever since he finished his finals, wakes up, has breakfast, proceeds to stare at the screen of his phone for the rest of the day.

He thought maybe he could get a job, fill his free time with something “of value” as people say. He reached out to a friend of his –and by friend I mean some girl he knows from school- that was determined on getting a job, like it was the last thing she was going to do with her life. He texted reluctantly and hoped for the best.

  Alex: Hey, how’s the job, Nat?
  Natalie: It fucking sucks.
  Alex: Wait, what’s wrong?
  Natalie: Everything. Now leave me alone.
  Alex: But I can’t leave you like this.
  Natalie: I can.
  *You can no longer reply to this conversation*

“That went well” sighed Alex. He then turned to his old friend Aaron, who had landed an internship at an accounting firm –mainly because his uncle knows a guy-.

Alex: Ay how’s it going dude?
Aaron: Fuckin wonderful bro.
Alex: Looks like someone’s having fun at work.
Aaron: You have no idea. In one month of training I had to do 3 hours of work, everyone’s just 24/7 at the cafeteria trolling around, I’m even hooking up with this chick, dude she’s fucking t h i c c.
Alex: …
Aaron: What?
Alex: Nothing, I’ll leave you to whatever the fuck it is you’re doing.
Aaron: Fine by me lmao.

These were the only 2 people he knew that were even remotely related to any form of work whatsoever.

Alex wasn’t the perseverant type, if he found something difficult from the start he just gave it up and tried a different angle, and he definitely wasn’t feeling energetic, so, work was off the list for him. It’s now 3:30 and the weight is squishing him slowly. “I need to do something right fucking now” he said in a relenting tone. Out of sheer boredom he went to the kitchen to make a snack-