"This is your last salary Drew. I even put additional cash for you. I hope you find a better job".
Blah blah blah! I'm used to that. You're what? My 7th boss to tell me to find a better job. This isn't new. I don't care anymore!
"Thank you Mr. Walter. I really appreciated your kindness all through out my staying in your company". Phew!
I wish i could say the words hidden in my mind. But what? I just said "thank you"?. I'm hopeless. I'm so unlucky.
I went home to tell my girlfriend the bad news. I know she would understand.
"Hey honey! Whats for dinner?" I started the conversation. She looked pale. "What happened Martha? Something wrong?" I asked to check on her.
"Everything is wrong! I shouldn't have left Alabama. I shouldn't have left my shop, my family. You said well get over this fate but why are we still here eating frozen Salisbury steak? You can't even bring me to fancy restaurants. I can't take this anymore. I'm leaving Andrew. I'm sorry". She said while packing her clothes and stuff.
"Come on honey. I'll get a new job tomorrow. I promise. Just don't leave me. You're the only one i have". I begged her.
"I'm sorry. Goodbye!". Her final words.
"What a perfect day! First I lost my job, then Martha left me. And guess what? She forgot to heat the steak!"
Andrew Johnson! Mr. Andrew Johnson!!
"And now, someone's knocking on my fucking door. Can't I have this time to reflect on my miseries. To feel how my whole life turned to be this shitty"
"I'm coming!"
"Yes Mrs. Jacobs? What can I do for you?" (She's my landlady)
"Actually Drew, I talked to Martha. I told her to tell you that somebody is going occupy this house. And I'm only giving you time to pack until tomorrow."
"But Mrs. Jacobs,
"No more "buts" Drew. You never pay your rent on time. You pay late and less than the amount. I'm sorry but this is final."
She left even before i start to explain again. What's happening to the world. What did I do in the past to deserve this life i have now.
I start to question myself. "Is this really the life i want? What if I didn't leave Alabama? What if I finished my college degree. My mother might not spank me if i didn't steal my uncle Barry's baseball signed by his favorite baseball player. She made me leave the house. What if I was able to tell Mildred Summers that she's the prettiest girl in school? I should've courted her".
I spent the night thinking of my "what ifs" and i'm finally down to my last bottle of jack.
If I could just go back in time. I wish I could.
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About Time
General FictionA story of a 41 year old guy named Andrew. A hopeless romantic guy who had been heartbroken too many times. Unfortunate status of his life, love life, job and family. He commited suicide but something unbelievable happened to him. He went back to th...
