Electric Piracy

My manager's destiny proved to be to die of electric shock one week later. I read the details from the papers. The sudden death of a man at his weight because of a poorly insulated shaving machine, which immediately afterwards exploded, attracted suspicions of the police department. They questioned his wife: whether the machine was a gift, if he used that machine before, what kind of a strange machine was that... And lots of much other nonsense leading nowhere. His son, a computer games maniac, was actually incapable of calculating the area of a rectangle; I knew the police would give up inquiring witnesses eventually, since they hated complications while fasting. After all, this was only another death incident, nobody published books or read poems; there was no threat to the state's security.

I also knew my manager bought that machine at one tenth of its regular price, from a door-to-door salesperson that came into our office those days once. Anyway, the police were not fortunetellers to know the deceased's inclination towards very cheaply priced things, and I never visited any police stations voluntarily.

Now I own a neighbouring villa to that of Gonca, on my 29th birthday. As I have constantly increased the rate of my commissions I get from her, the amount has skyrocketed; those small envelopes are but souvenirs of nostalgia for me. Gonca has not had any objections to this obligatory partnership yet: almost certainly, she is in love with me. (Flirtation during the office hours increases productivity, according to some recent studies.) Today, she has brought a microwave oven she has bought for me as a birthday present. As expected, I have examined it with care by a neon tester for half an hour, to avoid a possible electric shock. It is best not to trust one's own father nowadays. The oven has passed my test: it is a perfectly insulated device. However, I guess its quality is a bit questionable, since it is faintly noisy even when turned off. I have just started to feel a strange stomach ache; I have better take an aspirin, and

The End