Emily
A YEAR LATER..
“Just one more f*****g click and I’m out of this war zone!” I yelled as I swatted away a pesty fly.
I could not believe that I had to take as many pictures as a hundred to satisfy my new supervisor. He is so f*****g demanding than the last director.
Sadly, Mr Hickens, my old director, got demoted for being lazy and laid back at work. Thanks to me and a few others. I sighed.
Last year was a whole lot.
It was strange to think that just a year ago, I had been so entangled with Reuben, that son of a b***h who only saw me as his piggy bank. It is so unlike him to have just pestered me for a while and stopped.
I was glad hoping he had moved on, but I was wrong. It was a ploy he thought would make me miss him and get back to him.
“f*****g narcissist.” I muttered u
