NaNoWriMo 2008: Chapter 3

This is my attempt at publishing what there is of my attempt at NaNoWriMo last year in the run up to this years NaNoWriMo.It could have gone worse, well maybe not.

If you are looking for the previous Chapters can find them here:

Chapter 1, Chapter 2.

Blank let himself into his flat now jobless. He tried to console himself on the fact that he was now on garden leave, so he was technically being paid to sit about his flat and do nothing for the rest of the month.

The only problem was that at the end of the month he wouldn’t have any money coming in to pay for said flat and would probably end up being homeless.

It was 5 in the evening so there wasn’t much he could do about getting a new job, and he needed a cup of tea. Heading to the kitchen he got out his mug, set the kettle on to boil and chucked a tea bag in his mug. As he opened the fridge door an ominous pulsing red light emitted from the inside. Blank opened the door some more to see that the cap on his bottle of milk was flashing to tell him it was out of date.

“It might not be off” Blank said to himself slowly unscrewing the cap of the Milk bottle, only to be hit with the pungent vomit like smell of sour milk.

Great, now if he wanted a cup of tea he’d have to go out and buy milk. Closing the fridge door Blank operated the fridge’s computer to bring up his shopping list, the fridge was good enough to keep track of what was inside it and could print out a shopping list for him; the only problem was he had to skim through the list to filter out all the spam.

If Blank had been a paying subscriber to the fridge monitor system then all he would get would be the items he normally wanted and or was running out of, but because he would opted for the free plan he had to make sure that nothing he didn’t actually want ended up on his shopping list.


Having made sure that he’d gotten all the spam off the list Blank hit the print button and the fridge spat out his shopping list.

Blank turned to get his coat and noticed a green pulsing light under a pile of mail on the table, right where his answering machine was.

“Why didn’t you tell me I had a message when I came in?” he asked the answering machine.

“Mrph mmmph mmm phirt rrrit” came the muffled reply from under the stack of bills.

Blank picked up the mail and put it to one side. and turned to the answering machine expectantly.

“Well? How the hell was I supposed to know you’d come in? That damn post covers up all my sensors! Which, I might add are filled with dust. Do you never clean this place?”

Blank silently wondered whose bright idea it was to give machines personalities, and what bastard had made his answering machine so narky.

“Look shut up okay or I’ll unplug you and chuck you in the cupboard” Blank wasn’t going to let it get the upper hand.

“Unplug me will you? I guess you don’t need me to take your messages then, do you? In fact I’ve got a message from that girl you’ve had round a couple of times, what’s her name again? Lucy isn’t it? I guess I’ll just go ahead and delete that message shall I? In fact it looks like I’ve got three messages from her I’ll just go ahead and delete them all”

Blank suddenly remembered why he was arguing with the damn machine in the first place. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me she’d called?” Blank hadn’t spoken to Lucy in a couple of days, he had been wondering why she hadn’t called. Why he hadn’t called her in the mean time was beyond him. With the presentation and other stuff at work calling her hadn’t occurred to him, he’d figured he’d see her at the weekend.

“Do you think I flash my lights for fun? I did try to tell you. But oh no you had to cover me in mail so you couldn’t see them. You obviously aren’t interested in me. Do you know what it feels like to be ignored? Shunned even? It hurts my feelings?” Not only was it narky it was overly melodramatic great.

“Just play the messages, I can’t take this anymore. I need to go to the shops and get this stuff before my shopping list expires”

“Okay… Are you sure you want to hear this? I don’t think you will like it. I could just delete them and pretend they never happened?”

“Just play the messages!”

The message was okay.

“Hey hun it’s me, just phoning to see how you were doing. Call me okay”


“Hey it’s been a couple of days, you never called me back. Is everything okay?” There was an uncomfortable pause.

“I think we need to talk, if this is going anywhere. Okay, um…” Another uncomfortable pause. “Please call me.”


“Blank it’s been a week, I’ve not heard from you. I guess you aren’t interested” there was an uncomfortable pause “I thought you were a nice guy, but it looks like you’re no different from the rest.”

Blank really didn’t like where this was going…

“Listen it was fun, but we are obviously looking for different things, this isn’t going to work, I guess I’ll see you around…” The message trailed off there were a few excruciating seconds where Blank was sure he could hear muffled sobbing before the sudden…


“Oh shit…” Blank cupped his eyes with his hands, How could he have been so stupid…

“This always happens to me, I find someone I like then I go and screw it up!”

“I did try to warn you, but you didn’t listen to me” The answering machine said smugly.

In one motion blank grabbed the answering machine and threw it against the wall, its surprised yelp was cut short as the power cord that kept is alive was pulled out of its back.

The answering machine hit the wall with some force and broke into several pieces, the largest of which bounced flew directly back at blank hitting him hard on his wrist.

“Ow! Shit!” It seemed that even in death it mocked him.

Blank grabbed his keys and stormed out the front door, he then stormed back in and grabbed his shopping list, and stormed out again.

Author: Omar

Omar is the main/only contributor to He is a Computer Programmer based in Glasgow Scotland.

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