Getting it right......

You once had a rather intresting conversation with your manager:

'I thought I had Bank Holiday Monday off, actually I told you I wanted it off, and you said it was alright, because I work weekends and Monday is a weekday.'
'Yes, but i've set you on for it now.'
'No, you seem to be misunderstanding what i'm saying here. I've made plans.'
'It's double the money.'
'It's not about money, it's about making the right choice.'
'What's so important you can't work?'
'The girl with the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen, she's fucking amazing.'
'I should have known, but I've done it now so it can't be changed.'
'That's not a problem, I won't turn up though.'
'What?'
'You heard me, i'm not giving you an ultimatum here, i'm telling you i'm not working Bank Holiday Monday, and i'll quit before you sack me.'
'Hold on, wait a minute. I'll sort it out.'

Eight months later you still work for her at the same place, you don't know the young woman anymore, for this you sometimes ask yourself a question: Knowing what you know now, having the benefit of hindsight, if you could go back in time, would you change anything?

Without fail, you would do the same thing, you wouldn't work, because that day you spent, looking into her eyes, talking to her, listening to her, watching her, can't be replaced. Sometimes you don't think of her, but one thing is certain, you will never forget her.

'Instead, she left, I ironed my shirt, went to late turn, nicked a guy for being wanted on warrant. Came back, cleared out the flat, cleaned it, and slept on the floor in an empty flat that we once called home.'

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