“I can’t breathe.”
Yes, yes she could.
“I can’t! I know you think I can but I can’t and it HURTS!”
She clearly could breathe – there was something powering all the yelling after all and we’d had this same phone call many times before. She’d call in a panic, I’d rush home, she’d be fine, and I’d lose out on a nights pay. I was lucky I still had a job by this point. The boss was quickly losing his patience and I knew that this was one cry for attention that I couldn’t fall victim too.
So I hung up on her.
That was my first mistake.
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Yeah, I don’t know either. *L*
