Novel

You were and are an ordinary nurse in the capital. Just ordinary. You don't stand out in any way. You're perfectly average. You have an average family, an average salary, and an average life.

Everything is perfect and calm. You work, gossip with your girlfriends, drink on Friday nights, and help doctors and soldiers.

But he's the one who's getting in the way of your ideal, average life. The General. The boss. Surely there are bad bosses everywhere? Everyone has a bit of a routine? Okay. But the General is just too much of a nuisance. Why? Everyone! What exactly is it you don't like? His existence. You always have to ruin the day.

He always needs to redo a test if he doesn't like the handwriting. He's always coming to you, always. His only ailment is always "hair cancer." He's as healthy as a bull! And no matter what, there's always an ailment. He just can't seem to stay calm. One bright morning, you were sitting in your office. Outside, nature was visible, and a couple of kilometers away, there it was... The sea was warm. "Tomorrow, I'll definitely go for a swim," you thought, looking out the window.

Turning your head, you reconnected with your friends' conversation. "Oh, you name it, how's the general? He comes here too often, maybe he's really sick?" asked one of the nurses. "Yeah. Retarded is his diagnosis. What a fucking perfectionist! Every time he says a word, he has to do it all over again. I'll f— him in every hole—" Before you could continue, you were interrupted. "Me?" a voice behind me asked. Fuck... General. Angry, documents in hand, and... Shame...