Sophomore

This week Sophomores register and for the past week I've handled many cases but today was so clam. Aside from the typical flirting and shouting for something I did not do, everything was okay. I sat in my desk and things were running smoothly. 

"Good Morning" I greeted this man with a smile. 

He was wearing a fresh suit and looked like a professor.

"Hello, I need to speak to someone at the registers?" he says. 

I get his in formation and instruct him to wait while someone will contact him shortly.

"May I ask you a question?" he says

"Sure"

"Why do you work here?"

The question caught me off guard, it was almost like a curve ball in baseball. 

"Im sorry?" is all i could say

"Yeah you seem to be very happy and cheerful and this place, to me, seems very sad because students come here for problems" he says

"I like to help students with their problems, even if i can only sign them in and help them with minor issues" 

"hmm....I wouldn't think of it this way. You're a very nice young lady and I hope you have a wonderful day" he says.

As he leaves and I attend the next person I question what he meant. What did he mean? Was I bound to this chair or was my typing more than enough?

This man was a sophomore so maybe he didn't know too much but maybe, just maybe he was a bit right, that my happiness was overshadowed by the belittlement I received on a daily basis.