Five-hundred Word Challenge 46: Pizza box Pillar of Fire

So you’re at work and on your desk is a stack of four really greasy pizza boxes as it was pizza day at the place you work, your house of occupation.

What are you going to do?

I believe the answer should be incredibly obvious and if it is not, then I shall impart on to you the wisdom that shall carry you through to the answer by giving the answer instead of crafting a long-winded, pointless sentence that doesn’t seem to go anywhere at all as it doesn’t make sense to write such a piece of nothingness.

Or does it?

Anyway, you use a lighter or some other flame creating device.

Suddenly you have a pillar of fire on your desk.

It would be of an appreciably large size, respectable and lovely.

People would obviously come up to and ask as to why there is a pillar of fire sitting there on your desk, next to you whilst you work away and you’d say that the reason as to why is because there is one there and then ask as to why it would matter.

It’s a pillar of fire. It’s not anything out of the ordinary.
Besides which, why are they questioning the pillar being there?

Realistically, if there is a pillar of fire there, they should go about their business. It’s not strange to have one sitting on your desk.

You’d take it home, but the last thing you want is people getting all excited about the fact that you have the flame being carried by you to a destination that is inside, unless you want it displayed on your front patio.

This is, of course, assuming your place is not made of wood, for if it is, then the flame would die because, as we all know, wood consumes and eliminates fire wherever it is.

You’d leave it at work as it brightens the office up a bit more and sometimes you need something better than lights continuously shining down on you.

Sometimes you want a little something that can also give you a bit more warmth in the colder months.

You want something that can be seen as a bit more inspiring when it is raining and power goes out, as it could inspire you to harness the flame and set up more pillars of flame around the office that there already are, as, whilst they aren’t out of place, the office could certainly use a few more.

Just like it could use some sort of automated singing toilet that knows all of Luciano Pavarotti’s songs he has sung and can sing them in the most pure of Italian, powerful and booming in a way that no singing toilet has ever been before!

Yes, it was a slow day at work today.

Yes, I do wish my toilet could sing Pavarotti songs to me.

Could you imagine as to how awesome that would be?
The songs would be so wonderful to hear.

And then… flush.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 9:54:92
Under ten minutes again, so I’m happy.
The fire pillar was inspired by a suggestion that we set fire to a stack of four pizza boxes on a co-workers desk today to create a nice pillar of fire.
Not sure how I managed to get five-hundred words out of it, but I managed somehow!
This was written at my desk at home.

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About stupidityhole

I'm some guy that does stuff. The standards. Creating amazing effigies, scaling mountains using my feet only and replacing the very fabric of reality. Serious time! I enjoy writing. I make music in some of my spare time. Currently working somewhat full time and studying as well. Also working on self-improvement. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out.
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