8thdayfiction

…and on the 8th day, micro fiction was published on some dude's blog.

No One (Except Chad) Ever Is To Blame

When his firm lost their biggest client, Chad ended up being the scapegoat. One by one the other partners pointed their fingers at him for the loss, and not too long after the last partner turned on him, he was ousted from the firm completely.

He took it hard; his frustration would bubble up to the surface from time to time and he’d lash out at those around him.

And no one got it worse than Howard Jones. It didn’t matter where he was or what he was doing–whenever Chad heard Jones’s song, he’d stop, shake his fist, and yell in the general direction of the music, “‘No one ever is to blame’? You’re a DIRTY LIAR, Howard Jones!”

The last anyone had heard from Chad, he had taken off to the U.K. to find Howard Jones and “give him a piece of my mind”.

For the most part, Chad’s friends thought the trip was a good idea. He didn’t have anything going on at home anyway, and they figured a change of scenery would do him good. And if he did somehow manage to find Howard Jones in his travels, well, maybe that would be cathartic for him or give him closure or something like that.

But none of them thought he’d actually be successful. After all, he didn’t exactly have a reputation for competence. In fact, word on the street was that his bumbling had single-handedly cost Sagman, Bennett, Robbins, Oppenheim, and Taft their biggest client.

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