dog.lover

 1.) I just got a job helping a one arm typist do capital letters.
It’s shift work.
   

I wake up, it's a dark room with a few more people in it, the only window has broken glass sticking out of it. A girl next to me wakes up, she has blond hair and bluish eyes. We look at each other for a second.

We know it’s a lie. But it’s an acceptable lie because it’s so far over the top that it’s clearly not meant to be taken literally. Because it’s an exaggeration. 

People usually lie when they are pressed for time.