Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1023: Rushed Through

There was only so much time and there was a rush to try and squeeze that little bit more of time within time to get the most out of the time that was remaining.

They didn’t feel as though they had enough, but no one ever does really. It wasn’t as though things were completely urgent, or like there was any urgency at all. They were only putting pressure on themselves and as such were causing undue amounts of stress. Still, it helped keep them motivated and as such they refused to back down and relax in any way, shape or form.

As such, it was difficult to discern as to what the hurry was for, for there still was quite a bit of stretch of day ahead. Perhaps they just wanted to get that little bit more work in before they had to head off to wherever they had to head off. Sure, they could deal with this later and whilst they were out, but that would be folly and they wanted to have less to do later rather than more. They knew they’d probably slow down later, but not nearly enough to cause any concern.

Through documents and files they rushed through, adding extra touches and making sweeping edits in their attempts to make sure that all was together and all was as complete as possible. They were trying to get more time out of time and it was mostly a fool’s errand, for all of the work that they did in this small pocket they had, they were doing a poor job.

Well, perhaps that is a little dramatic to say, but there was no denying that their work was suffering. They weren’t giving enough attention to whatever it was that they were doing and so all the changes and additions they were making, whilst adding, were not necessarily improving as much as required.

Soon they ran out and had to stop. They saved their work, compiled everything into one spot and left. They had to hurry. There was little time before they would need to catch their bus and if they missed that, then the whole day may have been thrown out.

Out the door, up the hill and along a street they rushed. Toward their preferred bus stop they moved and there they arrived, with more than enough time, for during their waiting for their bus they learned that it had been delayed by quite a bit and so they needed a backup plan. However, there was no backup plan.

They rushed to the nearest main road and there they caught a different bus. They were going to be on time, but only just, so long as traffic did not become an issue, which thankfully it did not.

When they arrived to where they wanted to be, they were prepared for what would come. Sure, they were rushed, but they kept their cool.

Unfortunately they left the files behind, and they didn’t have any backups.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:29:87

I feel as though this could’ve been better had I not tried to rush this whilst feeling rather tired.

I also feel that the word limit hurt this a fair bit. I kind of had to squeeze the ending in and it feels awkward.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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