WORK CHRONICLES – Come Upstairs

WORK CHRONICLES – Come Upstairs

The building was a shopping complex the colour of dirty faded jeans. I checked my phone to make sure I was at the right address. I was. The air was stiff and the sun was working extra hard. I shielded my eyes with my hands and tried to read the signposts within the...
WORK CHRONICLES – How we met

WORK CHRONICLES – How we met

It had been a hectic day and I was longing for my bed. I was standing at the bus stop when suddenly it starts to rain. “Oh great.” I muttered. There weren’t a lot of people waiting under the bus stop shelter. I was startled when someone held their umbrella over me. I...