200 Eleventh Avenue

I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor. My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead. When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door. She didn't even look up. "We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been." Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling. "Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?" Curtis answered instead, his voice warm and smug. "You mean the expensive leather bag you kept in the cabinet? I swapped it out for a large party snack box. It holds everything just fine, and honestly, it looks a lot more cheerful. "Ms. May's brother and sister-in-law are both career soldiers. Your bag didn't really match that image, so I thought this would be more appropriate." My vision dimmed. My hands shook as I told Curtis to come donate blood. Eden laughed softly and cut in, "Stop pretending you're anemic just to get attention. If you're actually sick, deal with it. You're at the hospital; I think the doctors are fully capable of keeping you alive. Curtis is afraid of needles. He's not coming." Then, she hung up. She didn't appear until the surgical lights finally went dark. "Curtis had me bring you chocolate milk," she said. "It's good for recovery. It's not that he didn't want to help. He just faints at the sight of blood." She placed a settlement waiver on my bed. "I was the one who told him not to come. That 200-thousand-dollar monthly salary is his pay as my assistant. It has nothing to do with you. You didn't have to call the police for that. Sign this, and I'll go get the marriage license with you." I thought of what I had just seen in the operating room. Eden's brother, Harvey May, was bleeding out on the operating table, waiting for a lifesaving drug that never came. In the final moments of surgery, he could do nothing but lie there and die. I looked at her and said evenly, "You're the immediate family. It's not my place to sign that."

帰りの車は荷物でいっぱいになり、弟しか座る場所がなくなったので、両親は僕に100円を渡し、バスで帰るように言った。 でも、バス代は200円だった。 「どうしてそんなに気が利かないの？『子供だから100円でいい』って言いなよ」 二人はそう言い捨てると、弟だけを連れて行ってしまった。 家に着いたら、母が、弟に新しく買ったおもちゃの箱を開けてあげていた。 そして、父は、彼に新しい服を着せてあげていた。 外がどしゃ降りの雨になって、二人は、ようやく僕のことを思い出した。 「あの子、なんでまだ帰ってこないの。本当にトロいんだから、何にもできやしない！」 だけど、その時、たった100円足りなかったせいで、僕はバスから降ろされ、別の方法で帰るしかなかったんだ。 その後、変わり果てた姿にされた体を引きずって、僕が家にたどり着いた時、みんな、その場に泣き崩れた。

新しいインターンは、会社のことを常に考えているんだ。 コスト削減のため、私がクライアントに送る予定だった20万円もするお茶を、勝手に200円の送料込みの偽物に取り替えた。 さらに、全員が進捗を急ぐために残業している時、電気のブレーカーを落とした。 そして、ゴールデンウィークの休暇を取らないように、社長に提案してきた。 「会社は無駄に人材を育成するべきではありません。ゴールデンウィークは業績を向上させる絶好のチャンスです。全ての従業員が無償で残業し、会社に対して無私の奉仕を行うべきだと考えます！」 インターンは、まるで正義感に満ちた顔でそう言った。 社員たちは不満を漏らし、皆の代わりに私は反論した。 すると、彼女は公然と私を非難し、「私腹を肥やしている」と言い、社長に私を解雇するよう提案した。 信じられないことに、社長はその提案を受け入れてしまった。 ふん、私なしで会社がどのように運営されるのか、見ものだわ！