Chapter 37

Camille's voice was so high-pitched and piercing that I had to quickly cover my ears. She stormed over, pointing at me as she shouted furiously. "I cannot stay at the project site for even a day longer. Look at what I have to suffer here! I can't have any decent food or restful sleep, and dirt is all over my face. For God's sake, there isn't even a place for me to take a shower!" I glanced at Camille and asked coldly, "What do you mean by no decent food?" She grabbed her food container in a huff and smashed it on the ground next to my food. "Is this slop supposed to be food?" The dishes met the standards; they were complete with meat and vegetables. I frowned and responded, "This is the highest standard meal the company provides. The workers didn't have any problems with it. So, what's up with you? "Do you consider yourself above them? Do you have any idea how many people have to constantly worry about their next meal? Who gave you the right to waste food the way you just did?"