Since I moved to Portland, I have worked at one and only one place of business. Some things have happened since February 14th, 2001, the day I first started there:
- I realized just how bad I am at convincing total strangers to come to a room and taste test something or view some commercial or talk about their experiences using something.
- I learned I'm pretty good at getting people to just answer questions on the phone.
- I was kicked out of my apartment by someone who discovered she really didn't like me.
- I lost a friend.
- I moved in with a couple of people who didn't so much mind having me around.
- I moved in with someone who, despite no history of mental illness in her family, loves me very much.
- I learned I'm pretty good at supervising others
- I bought a car.
- I regained a friend.
- I made some new friends, who got me incredibly drunk and took me to my second and last visit to a strip club. I am funny when I am both drunk and shy about where I'm sitting.
- I lost a different friend.
- To much scandal, I got married in the desert.
- I moved into a much nicer home.
- I bought another car.
I did not go to work today. This is not unusual, being Sunday. I will not go to work tomorrow. This is unusual, being Monday.
I won't be there the next day, either.
Some things just have to end before they are ended for you.
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