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A one page story by: Emily Koleto
School gives a person knowledge, so now a person can get a job. After a person gets that dream job, what else is there to live for?
I wake up to the same alarm I have been waking up to for the last thirty years of my life. Its five o'clock in the morning ready for that twenty hour shift. I put on my no-so-soft slippers and walk to the bathroom. Everything is worn down and stained but at least I still have that dream job right? I never have time to go to the store or go shopping, but at least I still have my dream job right? I walked down the same stairs in the half awake position I’m always in because I have twenty hour shifts. I can’t get over the fact that half of my life is gone already, and I have barely lived. I grabbed my blue lipstick-stained coffee cup and drank some dark, smooth, bitter, coffee. I ran out the door in my stained paw printed scrubs. I hopped into my car and drove to work.
I entered the tan colored veterinarian clinic with a smile, so I don’t scare off the customers. I started by unlocking the oval-shaped keyhole to enter the office. I switched the light on and it illuminated the whole room. I had seen it millions of times but it still amazes me how the whole room lights up with just a flip of a switch. I go over to the desk and I look at what patients I have. To my surprise I had the same surgeries and schedule I have had for yet again the past 30 years. Three surgeries, lunch, people adopting and then I go home. I have never really thought about it but my job is exhausting and over powering, but it has been my dream since I was 10 right? Seems pretty crazy when you hear someone say what they wanted to be when they grew up actually came true.
I sat around not looking forward to having to stand for 2 hours, when my cute little client walked in. He was a tiny little schnauzer puppy with a hernia. I prepped him like I always do and continue the work to pay the bills. I got divorced two years ago and I have been in debt ever since. That is where my twenty hour shifts come in. I have lots of bills because I take hour long showers and leave the lights on all day. You might think its an accident, but I am afraid of the dark, and at the end of a twenty hour shift, the dark doesn’t want to bother me. I took off my shoes, and let my hair down. I ate my dinner quickly because it is already twelve, and hopped in the shower.
Morning. I have nothing else in life besides work. I get no breaks and I am never home, but the one time I am home, I got a call from my mom. It rang several times and I picked up. My Uncle Joe had passed away. My body got shivers, I felt a cool breeze of sorrow. My eyes became a river of misery. At that moment my brain went blank. I didn’t know what to think or do. An hour later, I calmed down and already thought about the great memories. My brain went back to normal and thought about work. I didn’t want to be bored of my life anymore. Uncle Joe inspired me. I know what I have to do.
I entered the tan colored veterinarian clinic with a smile, so I don’t scare off the customers. I started by unlocking the oval-shaped keyhole to enter the office. I switched the light on and it illuminated the whole room. I had seen it millions of times but it still amazes me how the whole room lights up with just a flip of a switch. I go over to the desk and I look at what patients I have. To my surprise I had the same surgeries and schedule I have had for yet again the past 30 years. Three surgeries, lunch, people adopting and then I go home. I have never really thought about it but my job is exhausting and over powering, but it has been my dream since I was 10 right? Seems pretty crazy when you hear someone say what they wanted to be when they grew up actually came true.
I sat around not looking forward to having to stand for 2 hours, when my cute little client walked in. He was a tiny little schnauzer puppy with a hernia. I prepped him like I always do and continue the work to pay the bills. I got divorced two years ago and I have been in debt ever since. That is where my twenty hour shifts come in. I have lots of bills because I take hour long showers and leave the lights on all day. You might think its an accident, but I am afraid of the dark, and at the end of a twenty hour shift, the dark doesn’t want to bother me. I took off my shoes, and let my hair down. I ate my dinner quickly because it is already twelve, and hopped in the shower.
Morning. I have nothing else in life besides work. I get no breaks and I am never home, but the one time I am home, I got a call from my mom. It rang several times and I picked up. My Uncle Joe had passed away. My body got shivers, I felt a cool breeze of sorrow. My eyes became a river of misery. At that moment my brain went blank. I didn’t know what to think or do. An hour later, I calmed down and already thought about the great memories. My brain went back to normal and thought about work. I didn’t want to be bored of my life anymore. Uncle Joe inspired me. I know what I have to do.