Sighing, I stared down at my cellphone in dismay. Today is my day off and I am currently standing beside the piano gallery.
This morning, I received several text messages from my boss in an exchange about my health. It started off with him checking in on me. He wanted to make sure I was doing okay after the “incident” that occurred last night. After I assured him that I was doing fine, he told me that I needed to stay home for the next week.
This enraged me.
Do not get me wrong. Any other day or time I would be delighted to have the week off. In this case, this was unplanned. I have bills to pay. Not to mention, it was all his fault. Mr. Simmons is kind but not that kind. He is running a business, after all. The true reason Mr. Simmons is telling me to stay home for a week is because
