Day Four

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"Good job today Ben, let's try not to be late tomorrow ok?" Zoe, my boss, said patting my back. She seems a bit more understanding now that I have completely explained why I needed to do what I did.

Zoe had said she can relate in some ways and that it wasn't her that was upset the last time I was late, it was the assistant manager Bob. Trust me, I know he sounds like a fuckwad.

"I'll try boss, again sorry, I'll leave earlier tomorrow," I promised and apologized. She smiled at me and nodded.

I got into my car and headed my way home.

Once I got to the apartment, I ran into the same girl again, this time she was trying to get in the building.

Ritually she put the key in, unlocked, locked and repeated.

1 time

2 times

3 times

4 times

And lastly, 5 times.

And then she entered and tediously locked the door behind her.

Over and over until she finally reached 5.

I made eye contact and her face flared red, showing her embarrassment and she skittered off, leaving me to do it all over again....

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