Here's the ninth short story for the hundred theme challenge. If you don't remember, I am writing a 100 word short story for each of the 100 theme words.
He didn’t want to move, in fact he never really wanted to move, mostly because he was always told to move. Go this way, go that way, go go go. Arthur was always being commanded, always directed, always controlled. But it seemed to bother him today more than most, because today he wanted nothing more than to sit and rest. His job felt like slave labor, his boss a task master, every waking moment being dedicated to the service of others. But today, as every other day, he passively pulled his cart because that’s what he was told to do.