" Excuse me? What do you mean?" I asked as I accessed her face, that was when I remembered where I had seen her from. I remember meeting her my first week here.
She stopped me last time saying almost exactly the same thing she just said
" Well at least I'm new, while…" I looked her up and down as if looking for the right words to say…" you look like an old abandoned toy." My words had the exact effect I wanted it to get from her.
Her face turned sour and her eyes moved to the iron like she was contemplating burning me with it but she decided against it.
" He's just going to f**k you, toss you aside, I promise you." I didn't understand her, what was her fear exactly? Was she concerned about my job or that the boss was f*****g me?
" Maybe you didn't do it right. You know a man needs a
