No, I can't do your job too

Date: 9/9/2019

I'm by the Sea again, this time in a new building. It's bright industrial with bold primary colors all over it. I'm supposed to work here, though it's my day off. I have to walk alongside the water on a dock where huge yellow racks made of metal hold nautical gear. There's so many crabs here. behind me, there are hotels and places for tourists to stay, but I'm not one of them and I'm here to work. I got called in to work on my day off so I just really try to remember what my boss asked me to do when I got there. It had something to do with going on to the second floor and looking out on the balcony above to fix the fluorescent lights underneath it. When I got there, the cleaning lady was cleaning the couch for the family that lived on the first floor. It was a modest studio with a beige couch that set below picture window in the back of the room. I needed to get through this room in order to be on the floor where I needed to work, but the cleaning lady asked if I would clean down that sofa and behind it so she could leave early. I told her no, as this was something she would usually ask me and try to take advantage of my time. I told her I wasn't even supposed to be working today, so I had to go home soon as well. I really did have something to rush for. It was a meeting in the stairwell with a woman and a man who reminds me of Rodri. they sit on the floor at the top of the staircase and talk. They've been waiting for me. I feel like I'm being rushed from place to place and like I don't have time to settle down and enjoy anything. That said, I am getting things done. There is a woman, older than me but still young, who lives nearby and takes care of small animals.