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I took off the net cap used to cover my hair while working and I got out of my work clothes, folding them neatly before putting it in the small bag I always bring to work. Once done getting my hair packed, I walked out of the break room to the front desk reception.
"Are you signing out?" The guy at the desk asked, and I nod.
"Why is that you never talk to anyone? You've been working here for a year now and all you do is nod, shake your head or say, hey. You know most of the staffs on your team think you are proud and rude." The guy went on as I signed under my name and wrote the time I checked out.
"Sorry." I mumbled, dropping the pen, and he frowned.
"What are you apologising for? I am not saying you're rude, just telling you what the others say, I actually think you
