"5:00. Thank God!"
I packed my belongings into my bag, ready to leave the office. I turned off the computer and the lights, grabbed my coat from the hanger, and stepped out to lock the door. As I did, I noticed a light shining from his office. Wait, he was still here? I thought, puzzled.
Contemplating whether I should approach him, I brushed away the thought. I didn't want to get on his bad side again, so I locked my door and left.
I had to catch the bus by 5:30, so I took the company shuttle to the bus stand. As I sat inside the bus, I recollected my earlier experience in the office. The rude, unwelcome visitor had emerged from my boss's office, casting a disdainful look at me. He even threw the wipes he had used to clean his coffee mug in my direction. How could people be so rude and
