The Story of Ruth

Another day,same torture

Ruth’s POV

I’m woken up by my loud alarm and I can already tell how much I hate this day already.I sit in bed for about 30 minutes doing nothing but criticize my life.

When I’m done with hating myself, I decide it’s time to get up and start my day. I look around in my tiny apartment for any signs of an angel that will appear and tell me I’m rich and this is all a dream but much to my dismay, there’s no angel. Finally I go to my small bathroom, look myself in the mirror and start to cry. I cry till I can’t anymore and then I brush my teeth, take a shower and go make myself something to eat. As I’m eating my breakfast I look at my clock and see that I am 20 minutes away from getting late, so I start running around looking for my phone, my bag and everything an assistant needs to get the job done. Once I’m done with all that, I lock my door and start off for work.

My morning walks to that God forsaken building are my favorite. I enjoy the fresh air and the wind as it blows through my hair, I pass by the coffee shop and see Joe. I say a quick hello and continue walking. As I’m walking, I’m thinking about what reason my boss will have to remind me that he’s the reason I have so much as shoes on my feet. Amazing right??

I get to Mike and co and I’m immediately confused. There’s so much movement and I’m beginning to wonder why people are moving around so freely, mind you that never happens in this place so imagine the shock on my face when I’m told we have a new boss!

To say I am excited is an understatement. I don’t know if you’ve gotten the hang of it just yet but I hate my boss. He is amongst other things the biggest Sadist and most aloof person I’ve ever met. Of course I’m grateful to the man that I have a job and what not but come on, it really would not kill Mr Sparks to be kind.

Anyways, I sit at my desk and begin to take calls and transfer messages. I don’t really have friends in this office, apart from Clara and Jane who get me coffee every morning and are actually true to themselves.

The day goes by fast and we as the staff still have no idea who our new boss is or why the old one decided to stop being a boss. Before you know it it’s 6pm, I thank Clara and Jane for the coffee as usual and get going.