Being someone’s boo and working at the bank, there’s always a lot to do in just 24hours everyday and the whole schedule of activity and check-ups nearly kills me.
A few days ago, not long before 1a.m, I got a distress call from bae. I had just gotten out from a busy day at the office and needed a long and peaceful night rest, but the thought of my bae in trouble clutched at my throat. I jumped out of the bed, grabbed a shirt and dashed out of the house.
In the space of 50 minutes – thanks to my Uber app – I had shown how I could be transformative from a sleeping eyes to a commanding voice at the nurses at the hospital which emphasized just why being in a union was a full time job on it’s own.
Having guided her through the night to stability…
View original post 581 more words