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The Darkroom Monitor

Mar 06, 2020 - Bucky Miller

The Darkroom Monitor showed up to the photography building at the university a half hour late.

The Darkroom Monitor apologized to the outgoing darkroom monitor.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at his phone.

The Darkroom Monitor entered the darkroom.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at the students printing.

The Darkroom Monitor jiggled the fixer.

The Darkroom Monitor exited the darkroom.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at his phone.

The Darkroom Monitor wrote his phone number on the dry erase board.

The Darkroom Monitor went to get coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor ran into Abe while getting coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor listened to Abe complain.

The Darkroom Monitor ordered coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor sympathized with Abe.

The Darkroom Monitor winced from the temperature of the coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor said the word “scalding.”

The Darkroom Monitor asked Abe about the symposium.

The Darkroom Monitor made a mental note about the details of the symposium.

The Darkroom Monitor walked back to the photography building.

The Darkroom Monitor entered the darkroom.

The Darkroom Monitor exited the darkroom.

The Darkroom Monitor drank his coffee in the corner.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Abigail about the print sale.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Abe about the symposium.

The Darkroom Monitor texted someone on the other side of the country about a political candidate.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at Abe’s text, which regarded the symposium.

The Darkroom Monitor waited for texts from Abigail and someone on the other side of the country.

The Darkroom Monitor confirmed his number was still written on the dry erase board.

The Darkroom Monitor walked to his car, drinking his coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor got in his car, turned on the ignition.

The Darkroom Monitor drove towards the highway.

The Darkroom Monitor drove straight into the next town.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate.

The Darkroom Monitor saw a billboard advertising a political candidate.

The Darkroom Monitor tempted fate by checking his phone while driving.

The Darkroom Monitor read a text from Abigail that said: yes

The Darkroom Monitor saw a billboard advertising a political candidate.

The Darkroom Monitor saw a billboard advertising DOG BITE ATTORNEY.

The Darkroom Monitor exited the highway in the next town.

The Darkroom Monitor drove around the block a couple of times.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate.

The Darkroom Monitor parallel parked.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate four or five times.

The Darkroom Monitor read a string of text messages from someone on the other side of the country, complaints about a bagel.

The Darkroom Monitor walked into the building.
The Darkroom Monitor waved at Abigail.

The Darkroom Monitor saw Abigail wave at him.

The Darkroom Monitor walked towards Abigail, who walked toward the Darkroom Monitor.

The Darkroom Monitor related to Abigail what Abe had told him about the symposium.

The Darkroom Monitor heard Abigail say she knew that already.

The Darkroom Monitor felt self-conscious.

The Darkroom Monitor felt his phone vibrate in his pocket four times.

The Darkroom Monitor drank his coffee, which was now lukewarm.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at the art on the walls.

The Darkroom Monitor recognized prints by Abigail.

The Darkroom Monitor saw a monoprint by a high school painting teacher that depicted cartoon fellatio.

The Darkroom Monitor wandered around.

The Darkroom Monitor admired a picture of a dead duck, by Abigail.

The Darkroom Monitor wondered how much money he should be spending on art.

The Darkroom Monitor purchased one of Abigail’s prints, a dead grebe.

The Darkroom Monitor justified his purchase to himself by reminding himself he was on the clock.

The Darkroom Monitor said you’re welcome to Abigail.

The Darkroom Monitor threw away his empty coffee cup in the bin near the front door.

The Darkroom Monitor walked back toward his car with Abigail’s print, in plastic, under his arm.

The Darkroom Monitor read texts from someone on the other side of the country about a political candidate.

The Darkroom Monitor heard Moby playing.

The Darkroom Monitor stopped at the cafe that was playing Moby.

The Darkroom Monitor walked up to the barista.

The Darkroom Monitor recognized the barista.

The Darkroom Monitor ordered an iced coffee from Moby.

The Darkroom Monitor watched Moby pour his iced coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor tipped Moby $1.

The Darkroom Monitor commented on the strength of the iced coffee.
The Darkroom Monitor watched Moby shovel more ice cubes into his coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor sat down.
The Darkroom Monitor drank his iced coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor disliked the art in the cafe.

The Darkroom Monitor disliked the chairs in the cafe.

The Darkroom Monitor texted someone on the other side of the country about the cafe’s bad chairs.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Abigail a picture of her own artwork in his hand.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Kevin about a political candidate.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Abe about Abigail.

The Darkroom Monitor texted Valerie about god knows what.

The Darkroom Monitor read a text from someone on the other side of the country about poetry.

The Darkroom Monitor texted someone on the other side of the country about poetry.

The Darkroom Monitor put his phone face-down on the table.

The Darkroom Monitor saw some customers enter the cafe and not recognize Moby.

The Darkroom Monitor drank his iced coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor took out his notebook and began to write ideas.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate twice.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at a cat outside.

The Darkroom Monitor wrote some more ideas in his notebook.
The Darkroom Monitor watched the cat enter the cafe.

The Darkroom Monitor took a digital camera from his pocket.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate four or five times.

The Darkroom Monitor photographed the cat ordering a drink from Moby.

The Darkroom Monitor sipped his iced coffee.

The Darkroom Monitor knew his shift would be over soon.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate.

The Darkroom Monitor put away his notebook and his camera.

The Darkroom Monitor walked back to his car.

The Darkroom Monitor drove back to the university.

The Darkroom Monitor passed a Chevy Aveo on the highway.

The Darkroom Monitor heard his phone vibrate.

The Darkroom Monitor paid for parking.

The Darkroom Monitor found the photography building empty.

The Darkroom Monitor realized his shift ended a half hour ago.

The Darkroom Monitor erased his number from the dry erase board with two fingers.

The Darkroom Monitor greeted the oncoming darkroom monitor.

The Darkroom Monitor accepted the oncoming darkroom monitor’s apology for tardiness.

The Darkroom Monitor looked at his phone.