What Happens When a Try Guy Becomes Your Neighbor ( A Keith Habersberger Fanfic)

Chapter 3: I'm Not Keith Habersberger Anymore

Keith:

  I look at myself in the mirror of the bathroom. I was growing a beard and I decided to shave it tomorrow. I take a shower and head to my bedroom. I noticed my glasses were cracked on the corner. I take them off and take a closer look. I don't really remember how they were cracked in the first place. It was pretty quiet. I still can't find a job yet but I know I have to soon before bills come in.

  All I can hear is the Guys, fighting or shouting at one another. I can hear Becky, telling me that I'm not doing my job as a father for our daughter. I use to tell myself I'm doing okay and I'm a very nice person but now, I don't feel like saying that to myself anymore.

  Am I lying to myself? Has everything I done not worth it anymore?

  I'm not Keith Habersberger anymore.
I'm not the man I use to be. Everything that I've once did or accomplished is nothing now, especially in this day and age. Jobs won't hire me because all I do is make videos online, my friends are all gone because of money being tight, and my family has turned their back on me because I turned my back on them for being almost always drunk due to the feeling of seeing my career crumble like that in a matter of weeks.

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The next day I decided to look on my computer to find job openings. Mostly their looking for people who have good degrees such as Doctors or lawyers but all I have is a theater and music degree.

I could be a theatre teacher, I thought. Maybe I should go back to college to get a proper study. Man, I can't believe I'm this stupid.

Then there was an opening on Buzzfeed. They were looking for a writer. I suddenly thought about Korndiddy, Zach.

"I don't think working here'll benefit any of us. I got a job at Buzzfeed and they offered me more money than ever." , Zach explains.

"Is this all you care about, Zach, money? I can't believe I'm friends with a person who just in it for the money." , I said in anger and maybe drunken.

"I don't think you get it, Keith. That's the sad part.", Zach shook his head.

Now I do. I really understand why he did that.

I settled with a job for, I guess you can
the next best thing, CollegeHumor. They're looking for a writer. From what I know, CH and Buzzfeed are in a big competition right now for ads because of the Adpocalypse thing.

Plus I have an advantage. I worked with them in one of the videos. We worked on this video where me and my lookalike, Grant O' Brien, were getting mixed up with who's who. Meaning, I know someone and I have past experience, great.

Well, better start making a resume.

As I got into starting my resume, I get a knock on my door. I get to it and see who it is, though I don't remember expecting anyone.

"Yeah?", I look out.

"Sup, Keith.", Ally James greets me. I'm assuming she got back from school since she has her backpack with her and it was 3:30 pm.

"Oh yeah!", I exclaimed out loud, "Spilling tea and drinking coffee, right?"

Ally shakes her head and laughs, "No, don't say that. Yeah though, something like that."