The
Guidance Counsellor
By
Craig Wilson
I’ve
gotten a gig working as a guidance counsellor.
For
some odd reason, I’m working at my old school.
I
don’t even remember having an interview, though.
And
I really do not recall seeing who my new boss is
I’m
in the staff room, doing some work at my desk.
Yet,
I look around and see my colleagues are skiving.
A
majority of them are playing some emulated games.
Luckily,
my phone’s alarm saves me from boredom.
The
End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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