My Time with Brendan

Next day at lunch, Brendan was sitting at same spot, alone as usual, staring at the cake again, but now is missing a slice. But this time there was emotion in his face, he was smiling. he looked calm, almost like he finally found peace. I felt good too seeing I made some poor soul feel better.
Suddenly I hear someone shout at Brendan ''Hey Brendan, isn't this your cake in the trash?'' The only voice I could hear come out from Brendan was ''W-what?'',
''Yea come and look!' the co-worker said' I saw Brendan walking over to the trash-can, looking confused, he looked down into the trash-can.
''Maybe someone hasn't told you this, but we don't throw fresh food into the can, it will only go sour and stink up the place, it already starting to smell, you need to change the trash-bag, and take the old one out of the lunch room'' the co-worker said and walked over to his friends at a table

Brendan didn't move from the spot he just stood there, the whole lunchbreak looking down into the trash can, I remember the cake said something ''Happy birthday Brendan, Wishing you all the best with your new job and career'' I remember the piece I cut out, the last word was visible in the piece. I also placed it gently into the can, rather than threw it. When I think about it, he must have looked down at trash, seeing a solid cake piece, with the word ''career'' on it.
Even when few people slipped past him and threw their garbage and fresh food left-overs into that same trash-can, he didn't move a muscle. I felt really bad but I had to go back to work. 5 Hours later I was calling for the day, But I forgot my jacket in the lunch room. I went inside and got my jacket and was on my way out, I saw something. It was Brendan he hadn't move from the spot, even 5 hours later, he was still standing there looking down into the trash-can where I had thrown the cake. I didn't know what to do so I just left. I never saw him again after that. This interview is the fist time I seen him since that day.

why couldn't you just eat the cake, anon?

>>84027130
American cake has too much icing, I don't know. I didn't want the goddamn cake.

should've tried flushing the cake down the toilet so it could've washed back up when brendan tried taking a shit

>not eating even a tiny piece when offered cake on someones birthday
R U D E

>>84027200
what the fuck, icing is the best part, the icing on the cake so to speak

You know why I know that you're LARPing? They empty the trashcans every day.

>>84027064
>>84027081
>he must have looked down at trash, seeing a solid cake piece, with the word ''career'' on it.
cool story bro, nice punchline, but we all know something this sad and depressing can't possibly be real

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>>84027949
>we all know something this sad and depressing can't possibly be real

>>84027855
That's bullshit and you know it

>>84028066
Nah, OPs story is bullshit and you know it. There just is no way they wouldn't take out the trash after the day is over, that's what the cleaning stuff is for.

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>be mentally ill transfat nonbinary foxkin
>make post on twitter about how I was nearly eye raped by some man while buying cake
>tfw this man was brendan fraser
>tfw tumblr through me a party for my severe trauma I had just experienced
>tfw there wasn't enough cake

>>84028108
No cleaning service is 100% reliable, or maybe they though the bin was empty and didn't see the single slice of cake

>>84027081
The career joke was very good until you decided to explain it for some reason.

>>84027064
He should just commit suicide already. At least then, people will faux mourn him for 24 hours.