Wonky Knee A young ninteen year old women walked towards the Atrium, clutching a few files and two books in her hands. She knew she should have grabbed a bag on her way in, but she was running late. As soon as she started to walk towards her department, she dropped all her folders and books on the floor. Fantastic. Looks like she is going to be as late as possible. Why is she having such a horrible day today?
Her eyes fell on a clock which hung on the wall and she stared at it. She had another half and hour before work? The batteries must have run out or something. And she was panicing for nothing.
Bending down, she started to gather her stuff and place the scattered paper back in it's folders. |