lab

the greeting room. im surrounded by stuffed dogs and monkeys, childrens books, drawings, crayons, and theres even a butterfly pillow. a giant butterfly pillow. im supposed to be doing coding training, but of course theres nobody here but me. im quickly finding that this isnt the most organized lab. unorganized really translates to inefficient, which is why im sitting here alone, and why i wont be trained till next week.

its raining and i dont feel like walking home. im still half hoping that someone will show up so i can put off the walk in the rain, and at the same time half hoping that no one will show up so i can leave this place sooner.

down the hallway the double doors move, fast footsteps approach the greeting room, passing just as fast, its a woman, i know, because she already has her keys out. thankfully shes not here for me.

time to go home.