As the day wore on I could feel the weight on my back, the dryness of my lips, the strain on my shoulder and the throbbing pain in my head. All I wanted to do was sit down, but I couldn’t I had to work. If I didn’t work how could I face him. He who was the one I lived for but paid no attention to me. the least I could do was help him in any way I could, and if I could then I would be happy.
The air was filled with the smell of oil. The noise was past a roar. My head couldn’t take it. Where did I put those earplugs? I reached over to my bag to get them when my foot slipped. I fell, and fast. I closed my eyes, I would hit the floor any second now but I could care less. If I hit the floor the noise would stop and I could finally rest in peace. I felt something close around my arm and my feet regain it’s balance. who just stopped me from going into a nice sleep? I swivelled around to see the new worker looking at me with worry.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“I’m just fine.” I grumbled back.
Now that I was fine I could no longer think about falling asleep. But I did. This is my third and final part-time today. Oh how I can’t wait to go to bed.
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