Walking into work, Mrs. Powercouple felt the hatred reeling her in with each step towards this dump of a waste. Before clocking in, she made her way toward the coffee station avoiding eye contact with her boss. While pouring her drug of choice into the biggest cup available, a customer she was familiar with stepped behind her in greeting. Noticing her pain he continued, "You don't plan on staying here long do you?" Smiling in a costumer service manner her uncontrolled body language spoke for her.

  Finding an excuse to leave their presence she offered to take the garbage out. Meeting her outside the middle aged man continued, "Where do you plan on going after this?" "I want to backpack the country." She spoke with a smirk. "I did that, I wouldn't do that if I were you." He spoke with all seriousness. "I know, I just can't take society anymore. I know I'm a victim to social medias reel but I can't relate to anyone's lifestyle, I need to view life for myself. Alone." "Alone?" He gasped.

  Then continued, "please don't do it alone, this world is a dangerous place." After going back and forth in a agree-to-disagree manner, she came to the conclusion that she wasn't going to do it quite yet. The conversation ended up evolving to the evolution of wifi. The middle-aged-man brought up a book he read in the past. "Believe it or not, but wifi is attracted to the eggs (ovaries) in a woman." Frozen in both belief and disbelief, she gave him the benefit of the doubt. 

  "What are you doing out here? We need you inside right now!" Her higher employer spoke with demand. Doing the dishes the employer hinted at the middle-aged-man's intentions with her. Ignoring her ignorance she continued dwelling on what he said about wifi being attracted to woman's eggs. For some reason it made so much sense to her just based on what we have evolved to. Fiends for satisfaction.  (TO BE CONTINUED)