#16 First Day

It was gruesome and yet strangely amusing. Amusing because I could not find an explanation, gruesome because his left leg was bent back behind him allowing his head to rest on the sole of his foot. He smiled at me helplessly from that hideous position. I held his right leg in my hand. He was no longer whole, I had ripped his leg off in my rage. This was only my first day on the job and it was already very clear…dressing mannequins was not my thing.