Number Zero
Things have been uncomfortably stagnant around here. I'm still working right under the boss, which protects me from some of the more evil gossip going around. However it still pains me inside to know that my co-workers dislike me! I just want to be generally liked by people. I don't think I'm a bad person and I didn't do anything wrong. They're just jealous of my people finder skills, I guess. And jealousy is so destructive, I'm glad it's not me on that side of the matter. I'm getting worried however because this stack of death records keeps appearing on my desk. A quick look through it confirms that it belongs to members of my family, which freaks me out. I can't do anything about it anyway, I look at death records all the time in my line of work but still, I just want to be liked. That may sound dumb, but it's true. I'm a nice person and I want to be liked. I wish that didn't conflict with my job so much.
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