It sucked.
He felt like crap.
As soon as he heard his phone ring that morning, he knew it would be one of those days where everything would go wrong.
In all his years of working, he had never felt drained, except today. Maybe the stress and the pressure of his work and the other circumstances in his life were finally taking a toll on him.
"And the nerve of that woman..." He mumbled to himself, remembering the dream he just had. Or was it a nightmare?
Probably, it was more like a memory of her rejection. But whatever it was. Mike could not fathom the nerve of that woman to reject him and laugh at his face.
No woman had ever rejected him and humiliated him at the same time. And he did not like it. Now, it kept replaying in his head like a broken record.
"Damn that woman." He hated that she kept creeping back into his mind. But he knew he had to forget about her. Soon, rather than later.
