The Educator

Week 1

The first week was pretty much a lur. I started working with interns as well. They were all nice, professional and I even made some friends along the way. The good thing about my schedule was that I only worked on Fridays and Saturdays. What bugged met the most was the way people treated me. I heard so many voices telling me what they think of me behind my back. On my first week, while I was being toured in the office and gave me a background on the process of the business, there were women behind their cubicles who spoke ill of me. I didn’t mind it all.

Week 2

There is less gossip about me or maybe it dies down because hey, I only come to work on Fridays anyway. Good thing about it is that I get to spend more time with Elliot as opposed to me just staying home and waiting for him. I was then given a couple of projects to work on and that I needed to present by Saturday the next week. That Friday evening, I stayed at the office at until nine in the evening. Good thing Elliot had a meeting and so we went home together.

Week 3

I finished my presentation that Saturday afternoon and got to meet with my co interns after that. We discussed how the workflow was pretty light between us and in the future, we could hopefully work the same manner. When we were done, we just got a quick cup of coffee and then each of us parted ways. I came back to my desk and ran over my schedule for the week. I then decided to finish three papers that are due on Thursday. It took me a couple of hours to finish but when I did. I was able to free my schedule the whole week next week and then allot that time to study for two quizzes. It was only seven in the evening and so I decided to create a reviewer for my quizzes. I finish at around ten in the evening. I stretch my arms out a rest a little. I scroll through my phone and I hadn’t noticed that Elliot left me a couple of messages, asking me what time I was coming home. I text him that I was just finishing up something and I would be on my way home. Once I am able to rest, I pack up my personal laptop and switch off the company computer. I double checked my schedule to make sure there was nothing I would need to write and submit. Once I packed everything up, I walked out of the office and I see Elliot waiting for me by the concierge.

I smile at Elliot, “Hey, you”

was a little worried you weren’t answering the

lower lip, “Thanks, Mr.

a chance to actually

walking further. He switches on the flashlight from his

police. I tell them my address and Elliot walk towards the fuse. He pumps a couple of hands and in a couple of second the lights come back. The living room was a mess. I could hear scratching and barking from our bedroom upstairs. Elliot

dead?” Elliot then walks over them

me, “Yeah,

not knowing what else to do right now. Elliot was quiet but composed. He then

the loft. The security room was a

up on me. According to them I needed to eat because my sugar was fairly low. About three hours later, after the police have interviewed me and Elliot, the police bit their goodbyes and

and a couple of unused frames were broken. Elliot called housekeeping to come in tomorrow early. Elliot just looked at me and I could see worry in his eyes.