Short Story – Popper

Bloody alarm, it’s well too early for me. Grab my morning uppers, glass of lukewarm water, press snooze, and enjoy the extra ten minutes. I feel fucked still. My life is shit.

That came too soon, turn the alarm off, feel alert and awake. Shit shower shave, brush my teeth, look at my red eyes. That won’t do, how much sleep did I have last night? Open the bathroom cabinet, find the pills that rejuvenate eyes, two of them. Shit is that the time? Morning meeting at 9, presenting to the group, can’t be late, definitely can’t look like I’ve been out all night.

Drop two mental pick-me-ups, vitamins, St John’s Wort. Take Omeprazole for my stomach, two puffs on my inhaler, two aspirins to prevent high blood pressure. Take some mints for my breath. Take some pills to cover up the smell of alcohol. Drive to work, take some caffeine pills to stop me falling asleep. Feel nervous about the meeting, so take some calming pills. Now I’m ready.

Can’t remember what happened during the meeting, but manager seemed to like it. Dinnertime, need to chill out as my heart is banging. Take some more calming pills from the doctor, probably beta blockers. Hayfever’s starting to play up so take antihistamines. Back to work, can’t think straight, take some pills to focus my mind. Have no enthusiasm, still loads of work to do before end of play, go into the bathroom and take an E. Not too much as I don’t want to be gurning my face off.

Somehow got to the end of the day, seeing Francesca tonight, can’t be bothered really but I want sex. I take some caffeine pills, have a shower, more vitamins. Go meet her, have a couple of drinks, turns into a big night out, really leathered and take a couple more Es. Take Francesca home, have no idea what time it is, too drunk to get hard so drop some Viagra. Es have made my dick small but Viagra’s made it hard. It’s funny but I just need to get off. Have sex, leave her in bed, take a few caffeine pills and a couple of antacids and drive home, manage to get into bed, sleep a couple of hours.

Bloody alarm, it’s well too early for me. Grab my morning uppers, glass of lukewarm water, press snooze, and enjoy the extra ten minutes. I feel fucked still. My life is shit.

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