Secrets: no longer ours to keep
Like many people, I have had a lot of varied jobs; especially in that phase when I finished college and couldn’t find anything I really enjoyed enough to stick with. The job I talk about today, however, is the one I had as a night job during my office cleaning croydon period. I was 19 at the time, and after my day of cleaning offices – and I mean cleaning EVERY SINGLE PART, including the toilets until they were immaculate… – I would head out to work at the newsagents around the corner. I really liked that job, apart from one small thing: the girl I had to work with on Friday’s…
The girl was, more accurately, the boss’s daughter Tracy. Now, I had nothing against Tracy in the beginning. In fact we were of similar age and we got on well enough that after work we’d walk down the street together and have a hug before we both went our separate ways.
I was probably over-reacting, but when she laughed at me and pretended she had no idea, I grabbed her by the wrist…