INT. CONFERENCE ROOM – DAY MITCH stares at the white board blankly. He has a laptop in front of him, opened to Twitter. He wears a pair of black slacks and a shirt that was probably on sale at the Gap. WANDA sits across the grey table from him. She keeps taking the cap off… Read more

“Well, Doug, I think your wife is an idiot!” The meeting was not going well. It was hard to put too much blame on Doug, who was now in the unfortunate position of defending his wife’s true deficiencies as a user of the World Wide Web, but it was also his call to schedule an… Read more