My first job was in an upstairs office above a dentist,
I worked for five days a week as an apprentice,
my boss, Peter, had tendencies both strange and enigmatic,
I overheard him talk about himself and quote something traumatic,
the utterance was creepy and involved his big sister,
I won’t tell you his full story, I’ll just tell you he kissed her,
the words echoed inside me like a horrible sensation,
I wish he was stopped before he started and told “too much information”,
rumours of incest spread all around the office, my boss knew it was me and then I was fired,
however, customers boycotted the business and Peter ran off and retired.
- Author: Sup ( Offline)
- Published: September 21st, 2018 14:51
- Category: Unclassified
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