People at work are sick:
- The white receptionist coughed at the door that I use to exit the building via the lobby last night.
- Kenneth, the white boy, continues to cough loudly at his cubicle.
- Joy, the white girl, intentionally coughed in a particular way after leaving Ian’s cubicle.
- Astuko, the Japanese, won’t stop coughing at my desk.
- Skin-head Asian (barely the height of the cubicle) coughed as he walked quickly by Ian’s desk.
- More spooks cough in that manufacturing place for orthopedic equipment.
Every morning the white receptionist would ask signal my arrival:
- Chez: How are you doing this morning?
- Moi: Good!
- Chez: Now, that’s what we want to hear!
- Moi: [beeps in the badge to unlock the door to temp work from hell].
That place is locked down. It’s three more days of crap.
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