Freud’s Three Types Of Anxiety And My Personal Experience

Part I of Essay
Finally, after days of persuasion, Sam came to work with me. Sitting alone and reading can get old pretty fast. A best friend of three years is hardly ever bad company. She just started getting down the quarks of Swan Cleaners: learning cash register, how to tag clothes, a ....

Part II of Essay
.... your friend, give me the money.” Words started vibrating, my every moved seemed in slow motion. “Here,” I managed to say. I handed over the whopping twenty dollars Swan Cleaners had made during the course of the day. Without counting it he ran out the door. With Sam at my side, we had realized what had happened, we’d been robbed; in broad daylight, by an old freaky man, on Sam’s third day. Instinct came over me; I chased the man outside and around the corner, to the rear parking lot. “AZZ9605, you’re fucked!” His eyes met mine with intensity ....