Billy Joe was an eccentric man. He liked to think big, and act bigger. And most of the time, this wasn’t a problem, but today was the day of the first meeting of the Board of Really Tall Buildings. The conference room was on the 8th floor of the 24-floor building. Overall, it wasn’t that high up, unless you were falling from the window. But who would ever do such a thing? Certainly not Billy Joe.
The meeting had started off fine, with various board members giving their presentations. They were all the same, with cardstock graphs and statistics and a stick to point at things. Billy Joe knew that his Powerpoint presentation, backed up by AC/DC’s “Highway To Hell”, would be far better. He toyed with the clicker in his pocket, prepared to stand and give the best speech any of those executives had ever heard. …show more content…
His hands shook when he clicked the screen to life, and his voice wobbled as he began. He wasn’t sure what had come over him, but suddenly, the urge to jump out the window and grow wings made itself at home within him.
‘Maybe I shouldn’t’a had that gosh darned Redbull. It was right there in the advert, yes, sir it was.’
Billy Joe cleared his throat. “Allow me to start again.” he said, his Texan drawl thick and dripping off his words. He began to speak again, but then; disaster.
As soon as the first word left his mouth, he let out a loud ‘yeeeeeeeeeeeee’HAWWWWWWWWWW’ and leapt out the window. The glass shattered, and as he began to flap his arms as though they were wings, his sanity came back to him.
“Aw, shucks.” he said, his body beginning to soar to the ground.
Above him, he heard shouts from his coworkers. One of them had called the paramedics, but by the time he let out the sigh of relief, he was face first on the concrete.
The meeting had started off fine, with various board members giving their presentations. They were all the same, with cardstock graphs and statistics and a stick to point at things. Billy Joe knew that his Powerpoint presentation, backed up by AC/DC’s “Highway To Hell”, would be far better. He toyed with the clicker in his pocket, prepared to stand and give the best speech any of those executives had ever heard. …show more content…
His hands shook when he clicked the screen to life, and his voice wobbled as he began. He wasn’t sure what had come over him, but suddenly, the urge to jump out the window and grow wings made itself at home within him.
‘Maybe I shouldn’t’a had that gosh darned Redbull. It was right there in the advert, yes, sir it was.’
Billy Joe cleared his throat. “Allow me to start again.” he said, his Texan drawl thick and dripping off his words. He began to speak again, but then; disaster.
As soon as the first word left his mouth, he let out a loud ‘yeeeeeeeeeeeee’HAWWWWWWWWWW’ and leapt out the window. The glass shattered, and as he began to flap his arms as though they were wings, his sanity came back to him.
“Aw, shucks.” he said, his body beginning to soar to the ground.
Above him, he heard shouts from his coworkers. One of them had called the paramedics, but by the time he let out the sigh of relief, he was face first on the concrete.