Chapter ten

day at work went well, when he gave my schedule, I changed for the last time and took the elevator to HR. The doors opened and I am flooded by the loud voices of the place, the environment is full of small cabins with partitions, each cabin has a table, computer, landline and chair. All the tables are full of papers and for a moment I feel sorry for everyone, dealing with the bureaucratic part must be the worst part of a company, hopefully Mr Belmontt has enough people to handle it for him, people who certainly work harder than him and at the end of the month receive a misery for all the effort.

I walk to a nearby booth and stop in front of a man typing on a computer, clear my throat and attract his attention, which stops and looks at me intently.

- Good afternoon, what can I do for you?

The man takes off his glasses and runs his hands over his face, showing fatigue, but it is not only him who is tired, I feel exhausted and it is only my first day.

- Good afterno