Michael young rich and successful was finding life trapped in the body of a poor 1930s housewife miserable and soul crushing.
He wished he could apologise to the woman who cleaned his house.
He wished he could apologise to her for treating her like dirt.
He wished he could take back all the nasty things he said to her.
He wished he could apologise for telling her she should be paying him for allowing her to do something all women love "cooking cleaning and taking care of a man"
Michael was young rich and arrogant. He never had to really do anything, like earn for the basic things, never mind half the stuff that most people had earn it. He had a attitude that was consider bad. And that's being polite.
ReplyDeleteHe thought that he could say or do anything. But he choice the wrong person. To tick off, a mysterious woman. barely twenty-five years old. Or it seem.
Hay, honey, I want some service now. He told to the waitress was taken her order. As she taken, the mysterious woman.
I said now , Michael demanded.
Look, I was with another customer. she said. Could wait a few minutes.
No, when I come in, I deserve be served. He said. You are a servant, you are to serve me. As you serve me. As you born to serve me.
Look I am not your servant, I work here. I wasn't born very rich, like you I have serve you, it doesn't mean I have take you gruff.
Yes, you do honey. He said.
As she left. To take his order.
The strange mysterious woman. Walked to his table. That was rude of you. She said.
Look honey, I can said what I want, when I want, he said.
My, my look the Man-child here. She said.
Man-child, he said. Look honey, I am, I not a Man-child. I'm a Man. Not a Man-Child he said.
You are a Man-child, she said. You never had to earn it. She said.
Earn it, he said. Why should I earn it. He said. Look your just a girl.
Yes, I am a girl a very powerful girl.
Ha, a girl, he said.
Well, I think you, should earn a lesson. As her eyes glowed white to yellow to red.
Michael disappear, he was transported, to another place, before the realized it. He wasn't himself. He was someone else.
He now was girl, no a girl in another place and another time. He was a wife to working placed man. No he wasn't the working rich.
No, No he was the wife of the lower class worker. Before he realized it. The mysterious woman, appear in front of him.
You, you bitch you did to me. He said.
Temper, temper young lady. She said.
Turn me back now. He said.
No, I think you should earn what its like to be a girl and the earn your stuff by earning it.
No, No, I do not have to earn anything. He said.
Well I think being here in this time for a while, maybe for a month or three. But I think a few years or more here should do it. As she disappear.
He then and hour or so. He realized it. He stuck, not in time, but as I girl, no a housewife. In one of the worst time to be a girl. The maybe if he wasn't so stupid, to arrogant, to say to wrong person. No, no I can't be a girl. It still didn't sink in. He was stuck as a girl.
interesting story
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