Flash Fiction #8
She couldn’t understand why people made faces at her. She was clean and well dressed, she did her job with honesty and integrity, never minded the hours she was expected to work.
No matter who required her services, she was always at the ready to do her job with the precision and clarity, not a word of complaint ever and she was proud to say she never judged a single person in all her years of service.
Like the changing of the guard, her old employers were moving out and the new ones had decided she would suit quite well…