( 10:23 PM ) shut up christine
every morning
i leave my house around 6:30am and sit in traffic for at least an hour
then i spend the next four hours entering numbers into an excel spreadsheet
and even though i've worked there for three months, i don't really have anyone to talk to, so i listen to the conversations going on on the other side of my cubicle wall, and they forgot to invite me to the last two potlucks or the gift exchange but i don't think they meant to forget me, i think it's because i'm just a temp so i'm not included in the company listserv.
every afternoon
i drive to an elementary school
and everytime i look down, some little kid is tugging on the hem of my shirt
once when we were coloring, i asked to borrow a blue crayon, and when i looked up from my workbook there were 8 blue crayons in front of me
and when they come back from the bathroom, they bring me pinecones
and they follow me around, like pikmin
and i'm caught off-guard, cause i'm a nobody but they believe everything i say and they look at me like i have all the answers, to everything.
p.s. thank you Joshua! i will take good care of it
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