✮ Thirty Minutes ✮
Minutes matter in this job. When I saw her making a mad dash with hands flailing in the air, I pretended she wasn’t in my line of sight and drove away. It happens all the time. But I don’t care what their excuse is; I keep my time. I stick to the schedule. Not the company’s. Not the line. My downtime. “Did you leave her purposely?” “Pardon me?” “Or was it a random act of fate? A casualty of…













