Anticipation
February 5, 2009
5:28 PM.
Sally sat staring at her computer screen, the fingers of her right hand absent mindedly tapping on the mouse and her feet twitching below the desk.
There was no point starting anything new, the day was all but over, but she had to at least pretend to be working, anything else would be rude.
She’d only started the job 3 days ago, and although she was quite shy, fitting in hadn’t been a problem. An older woman named Deb had made sure of that, forcing her inclusion to conversations and introducing her to anyone who set foot in the office, whether they were keen or not. Read the rest of this entry »
