The first thing I noticed was the distinct smell of smoke as I realized iI was leaning against a building in the cold air. Looking down at myseld, I realized I had the body of a thin woman holding a cigarette, wearing a McDonald's uniform. Wait a minute... was I in the body of my boss, Colleen?
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed in the raspy voice of a smoker, "I'm Colleen!"
"Um, excuse me? Ms. Graham, are you alright?"
I turned to see a coworker of mine, my friend Will who was in my grade.
"Uh, yes. I'm -I'm fine, Will." I replied. I noticed that speaking hurt with Colleen's throat that was damaged by tobacco.
"Then why are you in the men's bathroom?"
"Oh... I'm very sorry. Honest mistake!"
I walked out of the bathroom and tried to sort myself out. I decided I would act like Colleen for the time being. Okay, what did I know about her? She was a sisingle mother who bated her job as manager here. She was only doing it to support her two children. She had a nasty smoking habit. She was about 40 years old, but looked older because of smoking.
Now, I just had to act like Colleen for a little while.
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