Friggin gunshots.
I awoke this morning to gunshots. Friggin gunshots. God damn, I can't stand this city anymore. Between the violence, theft, and all the "gentlemans" clubs and the like, I don't think the city has got a virtuous bone in it's body. Although, admittedly, I'm not really doing my part to help by leaving. I hate to say it, but this once promising city has become a cesspool, and I'm not going to swim in it anymore.
Today's my last day at work, after that I'm out of this city.
Although dad's reluctant, mom at least will be happy to have me back home. My brother's taken my dads side, like he usually does. Of course, he still lives at home, and being older than me, I guess you'd call him a...hmmm....hypocrite?
Well, home status aside, the last day of work should be a bang. I gave them two weeks notice, so it should be nice and easy. They weren't happy to see me go, but they'll find a replacement to bag books soon enough. It's not hard. Everyone needs money.
~Dan "Shivers" Sullivan
Today's my last day at work, after that I'm out of this city.
Although dad's reluctant, mom at least will be happy to have me back home. My brother's taken my dads side, like he usually does. Of course, he still lives at home, and being older than me, I guess you'd call him a...hmmm....hypocrite?
Well, home status aside, the last day of work should be a bang. I gave them two weeks notice, so it should be nice and easy. They weren't happy to see me go, but they'll find a replacement to bag books soon enough. It's not hard. Everyone needs money.
~Dan "Shivers" Sullivan