Well I got a job today at the Continental Shoemakers warehouse. I do not like this job one bit, but mother insisted on me getting one and that was the only one that came up. It seems like it will be a soul-crushing job that will kill any creativity a person would have. It is not all bad though. This guy I used to go to school with, Jim OConnor, works there as well. Things should not be too bad with a familar face around. I only took the job because we do need the money and I can't leave Laura without support. Although sometimes I wish dad would have taken me with him when he left, maybe one day I can escape on my own.
photo from: www.jphs.org/locales/2004/1/5/thomas-g-plant-...
No comments:
Post a Comment