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SeedFolks Chapter
By Trent Livingstone


Ben


Most surgeons tell people they chose their career to help others. However, I actually mean it.

“We tried to save your baby Missssssss...Thorpe was it? But by the time we performed on him he was already hopeless. Besides that though, uh do you maybe want to grab a bite to eat sometime?”

This is what my idiotic colleague said to a now childless mother, moments after she had discovered that her child had died. This was an all-time low, it made me question if I should even maintain this job. Who wants to work with someone that cares more about how his hair looks, than if his patient lives or dies?

So yeah, my co-workers are bad, but at least they talk to me. It seems like the people in my apartment make every effort possible not to socialize with me. In Minnesota around this time, we would be having our annual neighborhood Christmas party. Unfortunately though, I can’t see myself having a Christmas party with friends this year, considering I don’t even have any.

I tried to interact with one of my neighbors before. He was a dark-skinned man, Mexican probably. He was heading back to his apartment pretending that I was invisible. I thought to myself, I’ll say something simple and of common interest.

“Wonder when the weather’s gonna clear up?” I said, waiting for a response.

He stopped and looked up at me confused, like an innocent dog. He started to open his mouth, but then turned around and stumbled back into his apartment. The least he could have done was say something. So I tried again. This time I had just gotten home from an unremitting day of work. I peered over to a man with a soil-stained and ragged t-shirt. I felt sorry for him. It must have been twenty degrees outside and he was only in a t-shirt. I went in my apartment and got him a coat that no...