Today I called a man about his census, and he told me he hadn't done it because his son was murdered in February and the preliminary trial was coming up Monday. He then told me every gruesome detail of the way the 20-year-old died, and what his dreams had been for his son.
Long story short, I was sent home early today on account of being too distraught to continue work. But don't tell me you're sorry. Save that for the father of
Jesse Penner, of Coquitlam, BC.