As she has done for so many years, she watches from the office window as each umbrella passes on the street below. She plays a game with herself, guessing the lives of each passerby<\/p>\n
3:58<\/p>\n
Solid black<\/p>\n
Boring. A businessman who pretends to be well-organized but can barely keep himself together. He’s walking to a coffee shop for a black coffee. He will brag about it later to his female coworkers and none of them will be impressed<\/p>\n
4:22<\/p>\n
Yellow polka dots<\/p>\n
Bubbly. A woman in her thirties. Excited for each new day. Hides her insecurities beneath a mask of smiles. She’s on her way to an interview for an entry-level marketing position. She hopes her ten years of experience are enough<\/p>\n
4:30<\/p>\n
Blue plaid<\/p>\n
Down-to-earth. A college-aged man. He’s bright but was coddled by his family. He’s on his way to class in ill-fitting clothes. His mother will call in a few days to remind him to wash his sheets<\/p>\n
4:46<\/p>\n
Red and white floral<\/p>\n
Lavish. A middle-aged-woman who’s coming home after work. She’s been career-driven for her whole life, but her husband still expects her to cook dinner for him. Once home, she will make a simple meal in silence while her husband watches TV<\/p>\n
5:00<\/p>\n
There are many more umbrellas to choose from, but the day is finally done. She puts on her raincoat and heads home<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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