Teryl's Tales of Whim~When I'd started working at The Company, everyone raved about the Lunch-Fox.
I nibbled at my sandwiches, or vending machine sesame-explosion bars, baffled as everyone ate incredibly sumptuous meals that I was a little envious of.
"You haven't met it yet? What did you order?"
"Order? There's a form?"
"Oh buddy, no wonder! Sorry we forgot to tell you."
The next day, a fox pulling a little cart stopped by my desk.
I'm never quitting.
Tuftears