Enjoy the middle of the week with my latest “100 Word Stories” microfiction:

Title: Laid Off

“We’re going to have to let you go, Max.”

I gawked. I knew that this was coming, why else would I be called here. Yet…

“No!” I shouted. “After all I’ve done for this company. You’re just going to throw me away like trash?”

If the manager felt sorry for his actions, he didn’t show it. In fact, his face was as stone cold as ever.

“Revolution Corp. keeps on marching. You know how it is, Max.”

As if on cue, two burly men walked in behind me. They took me by the arms.

“No!” I shrieked. “Not the guillotine!”