What is the deal with young Stanley Steel? He sits across the room at his desk
all day like an anxious animal afraid of a predator’s presence. His hand, it shakes
permanently and his face always wears a look of extreme concentration as if he is
listening intently. Always in this way he sits while simultaneously fulfilling the bullet
points in his job description as if another person lives inside a rigidly fixed shell of a
body.
That is until a look of pure ecstasy appears on his face and he takes one of his, often
rather long, trips to either the toilet or the stationery cupboard. From where he will
tend to return looking quite refreshed before sitting down at his desk and returning to
that pose like a statue that is waiting for life.
He has not been exactly the same since his accident six months ago- that’s when
this whole mind seemingly only half there business began. Before he would chat
and drink tea while somehow managing to clear the jobs put in his in tray. And there
are the those stories circulating of accidents without harm- boiling water poured
on his hand, for instance, and a dog that supposedly savaged his hand and left no
mark.
And there is that man who keeps saving lives and capturing criminals all over the
world. A man whose deeds usually appear on internet news sites shortly after
Stanley Steel has returned from either the stationery cupboard or the toilet…
all day like an anxious animal afraid of a predator’s presence. His hand, it shakes
permanently and his face always wears a look of extreme concentration as if he is
listening intently. Always in this way he sits while simultaneously fulfilling the bullet
points in his job description as if another person lives inside a rigidly fixed shell of a
body.
That is until a look of pure ecstasy appears on his face and he takes one of his, often
rather long, trips to either the toilet or the stationery cupboard. From where he will
tend to return looking quite refreshed before sitting down at his desk and returning to
that pose like a statue that is waiting for life.
He has not been exactly the same since his accident six months ago- that’s when
this whole mind seemingly only half there business began. Before he would chat
and drink tea while somehow managing to clear the jobs put in his in tray. And there
are the those stories circulating of accidents without harm- boiling water poured
on his hand, for instance, and a dog that supposedly savaged his hand and left no
mark.
And there is that man who keeps saving lives and capturing criminals all over the
world. A man whose deeds usually appear on internet news sites shortly after
Stanley Steel has returned from either the stationery cupboard or the toilet…
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