Originally Posted by
Enforcer MKV
Haa...two jobs...it's tough, especially when Sam's club expects me to cover the entire parking lot by myself since the guy I usually work with doesn't show and the cart machine is broken, but at least...at least I'm making a decent income. Right? Right?
...Who the hell am I kidding? Money has never been a good motivator to me: it's paper. That's all I can see it as. Paper we use in place of something with actual value. I don't know if I'm naive, or stupid, or whatever, but that's all I can see it as....
*Sigh* and more to the point, when my mom shows concern for how I'm doing, it's normal. But when my dad looks like he wants to show concern...something is up. He never looks like he wants to show concerned. He's one of those.
Messes with my head because the man terrifies me.
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