Let me start off by saying, if there's two things I hate in life it's Eggman and the job Eggman got me into. As for a broader dislike, it'd probably be all men in general. Sure, I was just like any other girl β always looking for Mr. Right, the one that's "just my type," some pretty boy with lots of cash. Well, I'm not Cinderella and let me tell you, the assholes out in the world today, are definitely no Prince Charming.
Sure, most everyone's had a bad relationship that would make them think this sooner or later, but meβ¦. No, I just have an evil boss that thinks it's okay to force his helper into sleazy jobs just because he's low on cash. Cash he spends on things for himself, might I add. I guess I should be lucky he didn't sell me off as a prostitute, oh no, I just got the other end of the deal. I can't see the people that pay for my services.
Yeah, you got it; my bastard boss got me a job as a phone-sex operator. Sure, go ahead and laugh your damn ass off. It's funny when it's not you, isn't it? But try to think about what I have to deal with. Thanks to the fact my dearest boss has gotten all the legal rights to my say in anything, I now have to talk to these filthy pieces of masculine scum that all seem to get kicks out of hearing me talk. Lesson one β men are all assholes and perverts.
So, after about a week stuck in this hell-hole job, I got one that sounded nice, like a young kid that got put up to calling in as a dare. I find out later from one of the other girls when I called in for scheduling that this "young kid" is one of their regulars. Needles to say my hope for humanity is decreasing by the moment.
I'd tried legal battles to get out of Eggman's grasp, but once you slap a fake-mental issue on someone not a damn soul cares what happens to you anymore. Sad thing is, I know that all the legal papers behind this shit was bought by my boss off some asshole of a judge willing to be a little less than honest for some quick cash.
So that's my story β stuck in a horrible job with a horrible life and not a damn chance at freedom no matter what I do. Who would have guessed that it would all change just because someone out there in the world dialed the wrong number?
