She's heard it all. The cat calls that resembles a flock of seagulls all glaring at food on a beach. Theres no end to it. The mail man rings her bell to give it to her personally, the neighbors never let her shovel her own driveways. She never even asked for the help. Even the the librarians give her more attention when sometimes she just wants to be left alone to look for a good book. Some might say she's been blessed, maybe she has. But she's never faced a problem she couldn't see through to the end alone. A slave to her beauty is what she called it.
Now looking at the steam of her coffee, she moved it around in thought. I've had enough. I can't live like some pageant queen that needs all the help in the world. I need some change. She looked around and screamed "Don't love me anymore." The whole place went quiet. All the families eating there eggs and pancakes. The kids screaming back and forth didn't say a word.
"Not with those tits" somebody replied. The whole restaurant bursted into laughter. Humiliated she grabbed her purse and stormed out. She could feel her heartbeat as she made her way down the avenue. Her vision was getting a little blurry, no she thought, "I won't cry".
"The company is going through some downsizing, and we're going to have to let you go Sebastian." Not again, this is the second time a job has let me go. Every time I start to get comfortable somewhere, or with something. Life shakes it all up and all of it comes crumbling down. "I'm tired of this!" He thought as he looked at his journalism degree on his wall. Grabbing it he made his way to the elevator. He looked around the office he called his job for 8 months one last time.
As soon as the elevator opened a crammed elevator opened up and sang, sorry get the next one. Humiliated he took the stairs down. Step after step 4 floors from the bottom of a 20 floor he had enough.
Enough no's. Enough of giving up and letting things pass by. Every time I have something good I just let it go. It's not going to happen again.
As he walked outside he could hear all the people of NYC talking going about there day. Construction work, the horns from the cars complaining about the traffic. As he took his first step out of the doors he bumped into a girl named Alexandra, who had water in her eyes.