It's a labor of love. Retired cop work. Go figure. It's been about two years since I worked in a pre-release center for kids coming out of the state correctional system.
The worst part about applying for a job can occur when somebody actually gives you a job. This means that they are actually going to expect me to show up on time and achieve some measurable results. This is a lot of responsibility to heap on a guy all at once. Tonight...
I have a hockey game ticket thanks to my friend Keith. Keith sings the anthem. The Steelheads are playing Stockton tonight. We always have lots of fights with Stockton. I am looking forward to
When the gal who hired me asked if I wanted to know the salary, I told her, "I'm not sure I care."
She thought that was funny. Probably had something to do with me getting the job. So we'll see how the new job goes. I think I am really going to like it but it will slow my writing down a lot. So we have that going for us.