Stalker-ish: Pride Ushering a Fall (Part 3)

I eyed him with impatience and dread

I repeatedly rotated my eyes a full axis into my head!

Eureka! He was then done and I was un-dead. 

I hurriedly thanked him, averting my gaze

my discomfort evident, but he stood there unfazed.

I frantically slammed the door and started my car. 

But did not escape hearing Mr. Stalker-ish whisper

“If you need to …my name is M… uel … ed!” 

Whatever he thought remained unsaid

I escaped assassination and now had things to do!

I had to be punctual for my job interview!

I screeched into the parking lot of a partly burnt building

Surrounded by lifeless ponds in need of refilling,

It was an edifice deliberately and offensively ugly

adorned by a rusty sign stating, “Lester Law and Company”,

Hanging askew, tottering on the brink of annihilation,

like an appetiser prophesying an unpleasant meal to come! 

The building screamed rat, cockroach and bat infestation

like a blaring horn, warning all to flee

from dreadful horrors one cannot forget or unsee! 

I said to myself “I’ve been through too much today!

I rebuke you spidey sense: Just move out of my way!”

I scuttled into the building foyer and announced myself

My pouring perspiration just could not be helped.

The receptionist glared at me like a haughty fowl!

She struggled with the weight of a turtle-necked shroud

and inspected my blouse like the scorching beams of an alien ship

I interrupted her finite assessment, “I’d be back in a minute!”

I dashed to the washroom, hit my head on its door and stumbled,

“Dang!  That ‘Karen’ had to see me at my worst!” I grumbled!