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Flash fiction trial
Dec. 23rd, 2009 02:56 amOriginally posted: 3/7/2005
The cool night breeze soothed Therese’s agitated nerves. She has been walking around, checking out clothes, paper products, lamps and books. This is what she does before a harrowing day at work. A job at the call center was definitely taxing for her. Just thinking about it made her mind swirl.
Why did she even apply for the job?
She knew the answer to that. Like any of her college batchmates, she took that job because of the money.
Therese walked on and went past by the series of malls as she went to her workplace. The fast talking reps filled the place. And in a while she’ll be sitting down in her station. Therese winced and shrugged. “Another day, another day,” she muttered.
The cool night breeze soothed Therese’s agitated nerves. She has been walking around, checking out clothes, paper products, lamps and books. This is what she does before a harrowing day at work. A job at the call center was definitely taxing for her. Just thinking about it made her mind swirl.
Why did she even apply for the job?
She knew the answer to that. Like any of her college batchmates, she took that job because of the money.
Therese walked on and went past by the series of malls as she went to her workplace. The fast talking reps filled the place. And in a while she’ll be sitting down in her station. Therese winced and shrugged. “Another day, another day,” she muttered.
