We’ve reached the end of our Best of 2014 retrospective, and it’s time to reveal the story that we’ve chosen as our favorite. We loved so many stories last year, far more than appeared on our list, but one in particular had such an impact on us that it was an easy pick for Best of the Best.
By Elliott Langley
I didn’t feed the cats.
Out of all the horrible things I have experienced today, that is what I want to tell you the most. I guess it’s almost funny when you look at it: The world is going to hell, and I’m sorry for leaving your cats hungry. I swear there should be a law against a stomach left rumbling on Judgement Day.
And the funniest part is that I am so damned sorry for not giving them food before I left your place this morning. I don’t know, I guess I was just in a rush to make the train or something, maybe thinking about picking up a sandwich on the way, where I was going to get my cup of tea before work. You know, the usual inane crap that goes around in my head. But babe, I’m British; you can forgive the necessity of tea in my morning ritual, right?