In the Group Chat
Flash Fiction by L.B. Lewis
“Remind me to tell you the story when I put something very unfortunate in the group chat,” said our teacher as he attempted to disable his camera on Zoom.
He fiddled with some buttons then we all saw his Superman boxers when he stood up.
He went on to mutter something about “gotta get ready” and abruptly turned from his phone to show us the back of his boxers.
I’m not sure if everyone else was watching but it was a strange, reality show-like view into someone I probably would never meet in person.
Is this what OnlyFans is like? I had only read sordid headlines from The New York Post about all the teachers who get caught, just trying to hustle for a little extra change and attention.
But, I wouldn’t pay for this side of humanity.
We saw our teacher riffle through some papers, go into the bathroom with something in his hand, and shut the door.
I wanted to give this good man his privacy, and log off, but I paid for this class.
He came out with the something and put it next to his phone.
“All set to drop it off after my class… just praying I don’t have giardia,” he typed in the group chat.
And with that, I left the virtual class and then wrote an email asking for a refund.
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I’m an LA-based author, writer, and comic. I wrote a comedic memoir, SMALL TALK WITH MYSELF, which was a #1 New Release on Amazon in Humor & Entertainment Short Reads and a Catalyst Content Festival Official Selection.
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