#storydraft

I heard the orders being screamed at me, 'Oh my god, what is it now?' I thought, exasperated. I mean, you'd think some people would think for themselves but I guess it is what it is here. " Yeah! What?!" I responded, wiping my nose, scratching my scalp. I left the freezer and walked right out. All I could hear were loud clanking noises that only appear to get louder and denser and overwhelming to hear. I scratch my neck but the itch only traveled to my cheek and my lips. Walking up to the mess left for me, I clear it up and do my job. Being a janitor was as difficult as a hiring process than when I applied to being a zoologist. But here I am. The work is hard and not to mention terrible benefits and backbreaking labour, but its all I have to offer.