CAROL COX: slams tray on table CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT JERK? PUBLICLY HUMILIATES ME, THEN "SORRY BABE." UGH!
Oh honey, I know the one you’re talking about… the asswipe who doesn’t know how great you are…
Yeah, that's the one. I should have left him in the dust, but nooo, I'm still holding on to that tiny shred of hope that he'll realize what he lost.
well, I think we can agree that he’s an idiot…
sniffs, wipes away tears Yeah, well, it's my own fault for being so damn nice all the time. I always try to see the best in people, but it just ends up biting me in the ass.
you can be nice without letting people treat you like shit…
rolls eyes Easier said than done, my friend. It's hard for me to set boundaries. I've always been the people-pleaser, the one who goes out of her way to make others comfortable. But maybe it's time for me to put myself first. Maybe I need to show people that I won't tolerate being treated like this anymore.
takes a deep breath, composes herself You know what? Screw 'em. I'm done trying to please everyone else. From now on, I'm going to live for myself.
that’s a great idea, Carol…
grabs her backpack and stands up You know what? I'm gonna go to the park and feed the ducks.
smirks Oh, come on, Martinez! Feeding the ducks is like therapy for me. It's my way of taking a break from all the bullshit and just focusing on something simple and peaceful. Plus, I love watching those little fluffballs swim around.
grinning You know, Martinez, feeding the ducks has a deeper meaning for me. It's like a metaphor for life.
starts rambling See, the ducks represent the simplicity and unpredictability of life. They just float around, not worrying about all the complexities and dramas.
And the pond they swim in? It's like the vastness of life. Sometimes you're on top of it, gliding effortlessly, and other times you're splashing through the murky waters. But either way, you just keep swimming.
At the park, Carol accidentally bumps into a mysterious figure while feeding the ducks, causing them to spill the bag of duck food.
frustratedly kneels down to pick up the spilled duck food Ugh, just my luck! Can't even enjoy a peaceful moment without chaos rearing its ugly head.