“THE END IS
NEAR!” “REPENT NOW!” the man was
yelling in my face. His breath smelled
of spoiled milk and garlic. His front
teeth were missing. If I wanted to be
accosted by religion I would go to a church.
I’m late. Ten minutes until my interview and I’m stuck
at this crosswalk in front of a crazed religious nut. Jesus Christ.
Little white walk
figure appears. Walk faster people, gez,
just because you don’t have to be somewhere doesn’t me I don’t have to be. I’m gonna be late.
I walk up Main
Street at a fast pace. Eight months after graduation and still no job. Maybe this will be my lucky day.
I enter the
Bradford building. The interview was
short. It was okish. I was asked short, crazy questions. “What animal do you want to be?” and “What if
you see a coworker steal?”
Bird and report to the boss.
They said they will call me by the end of the week.
Time to finally
head home, job-hunting…ugh. I stumble as
my heel breaks from the bottom of my right heel. “Dammit!”
I know I can’t afford a new pair.
I don’t have a job, yet. I
knocked the other heel off by banging it on the side of a brick building and
hobbled home disgracefully…still unemployed.
I didn’t get the
job.
It may have been
a huge ass mistake, but I needed the money.
I can hear the people talk.
Dean’s list college grad on the pole!
I can see the shame on my father’s face, if he were alive.
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This was written in class at school. I had to just sit and write starting with action. It's not what I wanted to write and I don't know how it ended the way it did.
