I'd made the mistake of sitting down, and now I was stuck in that chair for the conceivable future. Or at least the next few minutes.I was a nurse by ...rofession. My job, while not physically taxing, per-se, was mentally draining to be sure. I worked at a long term health care facility. An old folks home. My place of employ wasn't exactly a top-notch facility. It was understaffed, short supplied, and all the beds were full of residents who were sick and getting sicker all the time. I did the. Yours sincerely.(Signed), Deborah Wesley-Harris Hi, I'm Deborah Wesley-Harris, usuallyeveryone except my family and their posh friends call me Debbie, Deb or Debs.I'm twenty-eight years old and I'm employed as a 'builder' or perhaps morecorrectly, a 'civil engineer' with Hanson and Weeks, a firm specialising inrestoration of churches and cathedrals and other ancient buildings and thebuilding of huge shopping malls and office blocks. Yes, I actually work on thebuildings, laying stone and bricks. It was as if the cat got my tongue every time I was around him. I needed to get over that if we were going to have any fun at dinner that night. I soon excused myself and got on with my work again.At lunch I wondered where we would be going. I walked around the block, but I couldn't see any seafood restaurants. I really wanted to know how classy the restaurant would be so that I could be prepared.The rest of the afternoon dragged. It was like being back at school and waiting for the lunch. No one said anything for a few moments, I looked up at him and said 'okay, bring it here.' The room went quiet, I looked up at him from beneath the towel around my head and neck, he looked stunned, for moments it seemed everyone was holding their breath. I sat up straight and looked him in the eye, 'Well I said, Commen ze here with a smile. He hesitated a moment more then walked over to where I was sitting and moved in front of me. I could feel the others watching but stared only what.