I am sick and tierd of this damn job! I love helping people at the hostpital but my boss doeasnt take me seirous. Ive tried and tried day and night how i can prove to have a raise or some damn respect. How can i prove that to him though? Well i better think about this later when i have time.

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I finsihed up with my shift and clocked out, as i got my pursed i walked to my bosses door. 'Dr. Charles Hughes' was carved in his door, I took a deep breathe and knocked on the hard wood door a couple times. "Come in." a muffled voice said inside.

I turned the door knob to see a very tall bald white male searching through his papers. He found whatever he was looking for and cleared his throat as he turned around to look at me. I smile grin formed on his face as he told me to sit down and give him a second as he cleans his desk off from all the papers.

I sat there thinking of what i would say to this man, he seems very stressed out. I wouldnt blame him, alot of workers quit latley. Now i was feeling alittle guilty for even thinking about quitting but what has this amn ever do to benifit me? Calling me names, not believing in me?

Dr. Charles sat down as he pulled a fake smile on his face. "So (Y/n), Why have you come in here today? Need anything?"

*Ask him if he needs help~A1

*Quit your job and walk out~B1

A/n~ I know this is short but the chapters will get longer! If you have any questions or conserns then comment below of DM me! I will try to answer as quickly and as best as i can! But remeber, ŞΜΞŁ€ ŁΞҜ€ ¥ØỮ Μ€ΔŇ ΞŦ