I work at an office building.
It's sort of boring.
But what can you do, y'know?
Definitely not leave, that's what I'll do.
That is the worst thing I could do, actually, if I want a decent living.
I'm thinking about this when I hear my boss call my name.
I look up and she's standing right there.
Just, like, there, less than a foot from my desk.
"Yes?" I responded.
"I need you to meet Stephanie. She's.. Uh... New here and I need you to show her the basics." My boss explains.
I must have given her an odd look, because she sent an odd one straight back.
Then she leaves.
I look at Stephanie. Like, a good look.
She has blonde hair.
An unnecessarily formal red-pink dress.
After a while, she speaks.
"I don't need to be shown anything," Stephanie hissed at me, "I've been here before. I don't need help from you, of all people anyway."
And then she left.
I sat there, confused for a few moments before hesitantly returning to whatever work I had been doing, but I found it harder to focus.
For my lunch break, I usually eat outside.
But it was raining today.
So, I went down to the building's tiny "cafe".
They called it that, but it was really just a room with tables set up and a mixed assortment of drink machines, and some mini bread loafs.
I had no idea how this ended up being called the cafe, but I decided to save speculation for later.
I sat down at a table next to the window and started to eat the sandwich I had.
Then Stephanie was there.
She took the seat opposite me and stared at me.
"Hi?" I offered.
"George." She simply replied.
Confused, I dropped my gaze down to my lunch, but she wouldn't go that easy.
"George, how long have you worked here?"
I shifted slightly, uncomfortable.
"Five years now."
Then she was gone.
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