The Redhead
The Redhead It was my first day back at work since I had lost my job. I was excited but my stomach was churning with nerves. I paced up and down at the bus stop waiting for my ride to my new job. I didn’t have a car, I had to sell that to be able to afford to pay the rent. My girlfriend had left me, turns out when I wasn’t making money I wasn’t much good to her anyway, so this job was more than just a new job, it was a new start entirely. I flagged the bus down, paid my fare and took one of the few remaining seats at the back. The butterflies in my stomach felt like they were trying to escape, I couldn’t remember the last time I …