It was a normal Tuesday for Ted Williams, on his way to his job at 6:30 in the morning. He has no wife or children and his parents have recently passed away. He is in a dead-end job that he hates. He doesnt even know why he continues to work there; maybe it is for the money or sense of responsibility. Either way the job is very degrading. His daily routine is very uniform.
He stops at his usual coffee stand for his decaffeinated coffee and jelly donut for breakfast. He then makes his way to the 16th subway station and waits for the 7:00 subway. As he stands there eating his donut he notices something very peculiar about the station. Through his eyes it appears to be bigger than usual. Maybe it is just the early morning and lack of sleep affecting his judgment but it is bothering him. The subway arrives on time and he boards. As he is sitting on the seats he watches rats along the subway scurry off the track and into the little cracks into the wall.
He wonders what it is like to be that small. As the rats distract him he spills his coffee on the sleeve of his shirt. As he wipes the coffee off his sleeve he notices that his sleeves are bigger than they use to be. He ponders it for a minute than ignores it. The subway comes to the stop and he gets off. He proceeds to the exit of the subway and into the streets of Philadelphia.
He looks at his watch and realizes that if he doesnt hurry he will be late for work. He starts to run but struggles to get through the large crowds of people that dont even try to get out of his way. As he is running he drops his briefcase and all of his papers fall out. He is feeling very frustrated and mad that he dropped his briefcase and that nobody is helping him pick the papers up. As he thrashes about he can here the hate filled comments from the drivers of the cars such as Get out of the way you waste of space! and Youre such a loser! He glances at the selfish people and continues to clean up. He finally gets his papers together and starts running to work.
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As he arrives at work his boss at the front door greets him. Late again Williams, that is 8 times this month. I am going to start deducting money from your pay-check. Yes sir, I am sorry this will be the last time, I promise. Joe replied. You promise! Your promise is not worth anything As those words came out Joe put his head down and was deeply hurt.
He excused himself and made a B-line to his small cubical. He finally reached his small, unattractive workspace and saw with great demise a note from his partner Joe Friday. The note said that he needed the plans for the amusement park A.S.A.P. As Ted violently ripped open his briefcase and started searching for the plans he realized that he had left them on the street. By this point he was having the worst day of his life. As he was walking to Joes corner office he noticed something weird happening.
The water fountain in the office seemed to be higher on the wall before. And the fake plant in the corner seemed to be taller. One of the weirdest things was his friend Mike was actually and good 3 inches taller than him. Usually Ted is 3 inches taller than Mike. He finally arrives at Joes office and knocks on the door. Come in! screams Joe.
He takes one look at who it is and turns around in his chair. You wanted to see me sir? asks Ted. Yes I did, replied Joe. Do you have those plans for me? asked Joe. Well sir you see what had happen was, (but at that point Ted realized that there was no point in making excuses) no, no I dont sir, Ted sadly said. Oh man Ted, I swear you are such a failure.
You cant do one thing right, said Joe. At the end of those words Ted could feel something happening. He started to fall into the seat. His clothes were starting to cover his hands and feet. When he finally realized what had happen he was only one foot in height. He had shrunk and was continuing to do so.
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Im sorry Ted but you are fired, now get out of here before I call security, said Joe. As he made his way out of Joes office he realized that he was the size of a 5-year-old child. He literally had to dodge the steps of other people feet. He was too small to do anything so he decided to leave the building as quickly as possible. When he was about 10 feet from the door he saw a huge crowd of children coming in for a tour. By this time he was as small as a rat.
He quickly and barely avoided the feet of the giant kids and ran out of the building and down the street. As he was scurrying along the sidewalk he quickly thought of where he could go. He couldnt go home because he would have no way to reach the doorknob; he had no friends or family in the city that he could go to stay with. He could think of only one possible hideout, the subway. He saw the 15th street terminal entrance and quickly made a run for it. He dodged the steps of passing pedestrians and wheels of bicyclists.
He finally managed to reach the entrance and run down the steps. As he got to the platform of the station he thought of only one thing to do, hide with the rats. He stepped to the edge of the platform and jumped. With his eyes closed and arms in the air he landed on the tracks with a hard thud. He saw a few of the subway rats and followed them to their hideout. As he approached the rats they looked at him, snickered and then ran-off.
Not only is has he been rejected by humanity but by the lowest form of creature on the earth, subway rats. This really hurt him because it was at this point in time that he finally realized that he was worth nothing and a waste, a waste of time, space, and effort. He wanted to end in then and there. He stood and waited for the next subway to come barreling down the tracks. As he saw the bright light coming he said to himself, I had a chance to be someone but I failed. I was nobody and made nothing of myself.
The subway was coming from about 50 feet, he saw the bright light and when it hit him he woke up.