Sunday, December 17, 2006
Chapter 2
Continuation from the post below...
Monday morning as it was, was dull and rainy..much too rainy for February. I parked my car, an old 2nd generation, pale blue, Honda Civic at my usual spot, right next to a garbage disposal area. Life was shitty for me. A low payed job, a worn down apartment, a roughly dented car, and best of all, a dump to park my already worthless job at. Oh yes, how I loved Monday mornings.
I shaked the raindrops of my hair and made my way up into and old, elegant building that had an even older signboard, that clearly and boldly read Thomas & Jefferson; Advocates and Solicitors.
Was it already 5 years? It felt like it was just yesterday that I joined this firm. I remember clearly when I submitted my resume with confidence to fill up the vacancy of an apprentice advocate. But alas, I was taken in for a job far much lower than my expectations, a crappy, clerk. I had to take the job, it was the only one available, as I very much needed the money for my frail and ail mother.
Things were tough, and it was getting somewhat worse day by day. As I approached my desk, the enormous pile of paperwork sunk my heart deep down to the core of my living soul. There were too many things to do; 24 hours is just not enough! If I don't get the paperwork done by lunch time, I won't be able to apply for half-day today. I just had to! Mother can't be left alone in bed at home all by herself, heck, she's barely able to stand up!
I pulled out a contract document from the middle of the stack of papers before me. I have always felt that, if I take my first assignment from the middle, I'd be cutting my job by half. Heh, superstitions.
The first thing about the legal document that caught my eye was a name, far by, the best name I had come across in awhile. It was typed neatly, sized perfectly for an elderly person and even for my age. It was pleasant really, to see someone take the initiative to care about anothers toils and troubles. Her name,
Evelyn Jaslyn.
Monday morning as it was, was dull and rainy..much too rainy for February. I parked my car, an old 2nd generation, pale blue, Honda Civic at my usual spot, right next to a garbage disposal area. Life was shitty for me. A low payed job, a worn down apartment, a roughly dented car, and best of all, a dump to park my already worthless job at. Oh yes, how I loved Monday mornings.
I shaked the raindrops of my hair and made my way up into and old, elegant building that had an even older signboard, that clearly and boldly read Thomas & Jefferson; Advocates and Solicitors.
Was it already 5 years? It felt like it was just yesterday that I joined this firm. I remember clearly when I submitted my resume with confidence to fill up the vacancy of an apprentice advocate. But alas, I was taken in for a job far much lower than my expectations, a crappy, clerk. I had to take the job, it was the only one available, as I very much needed the money for my frail and ail mother.
Things were tough, and it was getting somewhat worse day by day. As I approached my desk, the enormous pile of paperwork sunk my heart deep down to the core of my living soul. There were too many things to do; 24 hours is just not enough! If I don't get the paperwork done by lunch time, I won't be able to apply for half-day today. I just had to! Mother can't be left alone in bed at home all by herself, heck, she's barely able to stand up!
I pulled out a contract document from the middle of the stack of papers before me. I have always felt that, if I take my first assignment from the middle, I'd be cutting my job by half. Heh, superstitions.
The first thing about the legal document that caught my eye was a name, far by, the best name I had come across in awhile. It was typed neatly, sized perfectly for an elderly person and even for my age. It was pleasant really, to see someone take the initiative to care about anothers toils and troubles. Her name,
Evelyn Jaslyn.
what did i do so wrong that you had to leave me alone ... at 12:16 AM
2 people in the crowd heard my words
2 people in the crowd heard my words
