Martin

Monday morning.There’s nowhere I need to be.And nothing I have to do.Once, this was the dream. But seeing as I never got round to putting something by for the proverbial rainy day, it’s the farthest thing from.No matter how much I might have hated the day job, at least it gave me purpose. I’m not […]

The Other Mr. Mercedes

You don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. That’s what my mom used to say. No idea where the hell it comes from, but I know what the hell it means, believe that. So when Flash Harry glides up alongside me in his two hundred thousand dollar ride, the right-hand side of his S-Class […]

I.D.

My name is now Fintan, it would appear.Unfortunate.I’ve always hated that name. Puts me in mind of unwitting, socially awkward dorks who sit up the front of the class and bring the same sandwiches to school every day in aluminum foil. In other words: sad, boring bastards.To you and me.So, for a day or two, […]

Laugher

I’ve avoided him, since the first day I clocked him, the second time I climbed on to this piece of shit bus, on my third day in this piece of shit job.And I’ve seen him on board every day since. In the same seat. With the same empty seat next to him.Because everyone else on […]