It's all fun and games in the daytime. Children laughing, playing, people walking around, talking and hanging out. But when the clock strikes 10 at night, its a nightmare. Especially on 2300 Jackson Street, that's where all hell breaks loose. Thugs...
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Tuesday June 2, 1981 8:00 A.M.
Another day, another dollar. I tell myself that everyday. I got up & took a shower. I don't want to go to work today. I have to put up with my boss Roman. I can't stand him at all. He's so rude & nasty to people. I don't know how people hire him as a lawyer.
How I ended up being his assistant? Well, Aaliyah got me that job. On the first day, it wasn't so bad at all. Roman wasn't at the building at that time. He worked from home until he became "the owner". So, I had to see his face everyday of the week. I known him since high school. I wish I didn't though.
I got out of the shower & put on a black silky dress with matching heels. I put on my makeup & sprayed my perfume on. I looked into the mirror.
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I look like I'm going to a funeral. Hell, it feels like it. I grabbed my jacket & keys. I locked up the apartment & begin to walk. I take the bus because, well I don't have a car. I always wanted an Pink 1970 Cadillac Convertible. My dad had one back in the days. I remember riding along with my dad everywhere he go. So many things we did together. I wish to relieve those memories again.
Ever since, its been a dream to own one myself. I approached the bus stop & sat down on the bench. The bus pulled up & I got on it. I really don't want to go to work today. Especially, in the morning time. Last night was so hectic. When the clock hit 10 P.M., the truckers & hookers hit the tables.
I couldn't even take a break. Now, my day is going to be a lot harder. The bus reached my destination. I got off the bus & walked into the building of hell. I went into the elevator & pressed #13. I waited for the elevator to reach #13. I got out & walked to my desk.
I sat down & begin to work. Being a assistant isn't that hard. Well, if your boss isn't a asshole. I wished they would've let me work as a janitor. The ladies in the building thinks he's so attractive & bold . Okay, he is attractive but his attitude is disgusting. Someone needs to put him in his place.