Source: Image by @katharsisdrill
Mort, the Shit Manager is a spin-off fictional series of short stories based loosely on the thoughts of David Mortenson, the tyrannical Kwiksave store manager who features in my auto-biographical series 'The Horrors of Kwiksave'.
Mort the Shit Manager: 'Oppression Supreme'
Mort the Shit Manager: 'The Armchair Club'
Mort was floored.
Looking around in a daze, he stretched toward a pack of bog rolls on the nearby shelf to ease the blood flowing from his nostrils.
Tearing through the cellophane wrapping and oblivious to the many staring customers on all sides, he jammed the tissue up both orifices.
In the distance, he could see a tall, beefy stock lad exiting the store, who briefly swivelled to show some finger profanity before slamming the entrance door.
"Carrot, help I…", he groaned.
Carrot approached in a relaxed manner, a little too relaxed thought Mort.
Was he in on all this?…
The thought went briefly though his twisted imagination before being dismissed. They had worked together for several years, been stock lads in the same store.
Carrot was his friend; yes there were no doubts,
"Another stock lad twatted you?", said Carrot pulling Mort to his feet while grimacing at the purple bruise and copious blood dripping from the sides of the stained bog roll.
"Next time, hire the weedy types, not those big burly bastards you keep interviewing", growled Mort spitting out some blood on the shop floor.
Carrot grinned inwardly. He would be interviewing the replacement stock lad tomorrow, another stocky looking, well-built bloke.
Mort was floored
Mort, the Shit Manager is a Serial Shitposting Fiction Story inspired by Torundel the Shitposter by @katharsisdrill, Ren du Lot, the Shit Lawyer by @vcelier and Nordlute, the Shit Sysadmin by @steevc.
Rules are:
211 words - Starting with the words "Mort" - First and last sentence are identical.
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