Misery Business>>xBayani

Misery Business (xBayani FF)

*Amelia's POV*

I look through the current jobs I had right now.

•Break up with my girlfriend.

•Tell my mom the family dog died

•Tell my brother our dad died

Ugh breaking up with girls for guys is just no. Man up and tell her your dog died not that hard. I look at the last one and consider it. It was going to be a sad one but much better than the others. I fix my lacey maroon colored dress and grab my bag. I walk out the door looking at the address on the paper. I walk down the cracked pavement trying to prepare myself. I arrive at the door and fix my hair so that it looks Ok.

You have to look your best when delivering bad news right?

Right

I knock on the door and step back waiting for it too open. I look at the glass work on the door and smile. Pretty. The door opens and I get ready. I put on a 'sad' face and prepare for tears.

"Who are you?", a guy in a nice blue dress shirt and slacks asks opening the door.

"I'm Amelia, I was sent by your sister Anne"

"Oh yes, she said something about you coming, now why did she send you", he says looking at me. She told him I was coming? Why didn't she just tell him. Seriously.

"Well she wanted me to tell you that your dad died", I say with sympathy in my voice, Not fake, because I know the pain of losing your dad.

"Oh", he say, his posture falling and his facial expression dropping into a frown.

"I'm sorry for your loss", I say quietly. Partly because I know the pain, partly because people usually flip out when I say that, saying I don't know their pain.

But I do.

"Well thank you for coming and telling me", he says trying to recompose himself.

"You're welcome", I say nodding. He closes the door and I walk away with out saying another word. Especially not have a good day, I did that one time and learned my lesson, people don't like that either. I look at my list and cross it off. Ehh family dog or breakup? Family dog sounds better, not some girl who thinks it was me. I sigh and head to the next address and get ready for my next job. Family dog, act sad, be prepared for crying, and upset kids.

***

I finish my jobs for the day and walk to a little dinner. I sit at a booth myself and pull out my laptop. I look through my emails and start planning out new jobs for tomorrow. One catches my eye.

Can you help me breakup with my boyfriend?

That's kind of rare. I see more guys breaking up with girls, and family deaths. Hmm I add that one to my list and continue on making a good list for tomorrow. I order a chocolate milkshake, a cheeseburger, and one french fries for dinner and sit there eating them, looking over my little list over and over. This list is kind of heartbreaking, that people cant tell them, themselves, but then again I'd have to find a real job then so maybe its for the better. Anyway I can't imagine how hard is telling someone some of these things. I know this list would bring tears and misery to these people.

I guess that's why I call my business 'Misery Business' though.