Be fireable

She sat in her small corner office , looking out the two Payne  window wondering how she was still here two years later. 

The thought of jumping out the window had occurred to her so many times over the past few months.  every time she imagined her jump and subsequent fall from the second story.  she also imagined the look for the dental office patients below gathering  at the window as she laid there with just a few broken bones. 

She was tall and the two stories were enough to actual do her in ... 

this was the exact moment she realized she has to become fireable. In that 159th time of imagining pushing the office window open and perching like a beluga whale on the edge , she realized she had to make a drastic change 

No more compromises on her morals. No more hiding who she was or what she thought. 

Her soul screamed to jump because she had for so long smothered it with doubts and endless bills to pay. She surveyed her desk , two monitors and headphones and realized that she didn’t care if she lost this job. She would start to act accordingly.

She would take her lunch break and leave on time. She would shut her door and write her dreams into reality and she would actually call in if she was sick or felt bad. 

She would work because it was in her nature but she wouldn’t let it choke her with expectations and useless time filling activities