#old sin

D W Eldred

And dancing with me, like a ballerina

Half a year ago, I worked for an auction company for the first time. There, I confronted a supervisior for berating a friend of mine. Therefore, as I start working again for the same company today, I expected the worst to happen, knowing that he could very much still be there to turn my days into shit and I will have to lean support solely from the confidence that my other friends are being there with me.  As was worried, he is still working there; worse, I was assigned to his department, but what happened next threw me totally off-guard as the threat defused itself before it even ticked - he came apologised to me. Wait...what? You see, having spent a quarter of a century rolling in the muds of society, I have long since been convinced of the rigidity of men. First impression dictates everything. If you wrong someone, that's it. It will always stay that way in their minds. Slient hostility is the rule of thumb, and should they be in a position of power, you'll expect your days to come under their fire as you bring in fires of your own until either side fall from the scene. Endurance is what I expect. Now I found myself confronting with peace. Well, at least I don't have to stress myself now. As I conversed with him further, though, a new worry emerged. It seems he really dislikes people who don't pay proper attentions to things, which was what set off that incident half a year ago - in other words, he was doing his job - but with me being a frequent short-sleeper who at time failed to be in the best spirit, I wonder if he would finally bring his wraths onto me one day. I know my traits, I know my tempers, and for that I doubt if I could keep the slightest of peace for long.