My Delusional Driver Got Herself Jailed
I worked overtime until the early morning hours and called my driver to pick me up. She frowned the entire ride.
"You go home so late every night, and you always have me pick you up. You have no consideration for others."
I found her comment baffling.
"Wasn't all of this made clear when I hired you? The job requires you to be available at all times, and your salary is generous."
"What exactly are you trying to say?" Chloe Morrison's tone turned reproachful and condescending.
"I'm concerned about you, obviously. What good man goes home at dawn every day? You're probably fooling around outside. A man should conduct himself properly. You should get off work earlier and go home to do housework and cook. That's how you win a girl over."
Her words irritated me, and my tone turned sharp. "Ms. Morrison, you're just a driver. You're not anyone to me. Don't overstep."