" Mister Abrams, I'd like to have my check, for the vacation time too, today, maybe within the next hour, or so. I think you would like to see me leav... about as bad as I want to be gone. You can do that, can't you?"Dear Mr. Abrams,I really am sorry I had to leave my job. From the first day I worked for the company, I felt I was doing something I truly enjoyed. I had dreams of being more than just a person in the back room, handling stacks of papers, making copies, and typing forms for the. The aroma of cooking food was so overpowering that it almost made him faint. He looked down and found his clothes neatly folded in a pile. He slipped into them… they felt soft and warm, fresh from a dryer. He could not put them on fast enough. He followed the scent into a dining room with a low table, only reaching John’s ankles, and several pillows instead of chairs. John had never seen anything like it, and had no idea howto approach it. Shigeru’s wife came in with kimono, a tray of porcelain. The freshers are usually expected to do menial chores for their mistresses like cleaning the room, polishing the shoes and even cleaning the underwear. The room was a mess and it took ages to tidy up. Kala was disgusted when she had to do the washing. The undies still had the tampons in it and were caked with menstrual blood and secretions. It made her sick. In the mean time few other girls arrived. They were a few years below Sumathi and were only allowed to watch but not take part in any. We both got up and went to the door, out and towards the main street and I offered that if she wanted to continue talking - she could walk with me a little - but my apartment was close (pointing up to it as we hit the main street) she said she had time - and wouldn't mind walking with me...We kept chatting - just general conversation - and talked about some upcoming grocery shopping, me on autopilot as I walked through security in the foyer (holding her coffee as she went through the scanner).