First week back at work after a month of being sick, and my legs are back to being covered in bruises. Sore thighs, nicotine hangover, nervous energy. It’s good to be back.
At customer’s request, once again wondered if I was capable of playing the dominatrix while still keeping a straight face. The man interrupted me as I was eating a falafel sandwich and working on my english paper.
“You’ve been such a bad boy, you need to be punished”
“Ohh yes mistress”
“Good. Now read this Irish short story and write one page about the author’s use of imagery”
Sigh, I wish.
