I grabbed my purse and said goodbye to my daughter Jamie and headed off to work. When i got to work, once again the boss started yelling at me, "Where are those fabrics i asked for? I need those fabircs for the Super Summer new clothing catolog that is coming out on Friday!" I sighed and handed the boss the fabrics. Then everyone else started yelling a,t me. My job sucked because i was the 'orderer'. I got everything for everyone! I was like a servant. The only time i remember actually being happy was when i was 13 year old, worked at a Coffee Shop, and had the best friend ever, her name was Scdawg. But after highschool we both went to different colleges and got different jobs and she went North of Clubpenguin, and i went South.
Then the boss said someone new was hired, it's a girl. "Is she here?" i asked. The boss shook his head and said this new girl wasn't coming until next Monday. I sighed. I hope this girl is actually nice to me.
That night i heard a really fast car go by. I got up and went to the window. I saw a firmiliar face fly by. Then i could make out what the name plate said, it was Scdawg.
I ran out the front door.
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