Great, isn't it?

Great, just great

It was a windy night and my mood couldn't get any worse. I had been fired from the only job I was able to get and thought I was paid a misery, it did for a living. Now, I was back to being more broke than I already was. I walked down the street succumbing in self-pity and considering throwing myself off a bridge. Ok, I wasn't really going to do it but since my luck couldn't get any worse the negative thoughts were inevitable. I couldn't pay rent last month which is why beside penniless, I was homeless.

As I walked through the cold rainy night the only thing I could think about was: great. This was just great, note the sarcasm. I didn't know what I was going to do to help my situation and I certainly didn't know what I was doing walking under the rain. I guess all of my cares run out my window along with my dignity when I begged my boss to have some mercy and not fire me. He didn't listen of course and thought I always wanted to be his friend. I completely regretted it now because out of ten employees he chose to fire me. I understand that Starbuck wanted to save some money but really? We're in the United States of America which means everyone drinks coffee. I guess the answer is that they just didn't care and I figured I didn't care anymore either. I got fired Monday and today was Friday and here I was, soaked and expecting a miracle to save me.

I looked at my cheap watch and it was already ten o clock. I gazed around me and from what I could see; it was too quiet to be a Halloween night. Usually today, kids are trick or treating but I guess things got ruined by the rain. Halloween has always been my favorite holiday and I really enjoyed it as a kid even though I didn't have the happiest childhood. I was thrown from orphanage to orphanage and you could say I wasn't able to see the real world until I turned eighteen. I wasn't able to go to college because I didn't have the money resulting in my getting that stupid job as a waiter at Starbucks.

I sat on a bench and waited for God knows what. I was so cold that my skin was numb. Suddenly, it stopped pouring out of nowhere and it started to fog. Now I wasn't able to see anything so I wouldn't be surprised if someone came out and killed me. Being the guy I was, out of all the nights to walk depressingly on the streets, I chose today. I just sat there and didn't move a muscle. What else could screw my life more? After this I realized how I just jinxed myself since I could distinguish bizarre shapes emerging from the fog. It was completely dark and I couldn't see the shapes clearly but I knew they were coming towards me. I realized that I should at least try to run for it so if I end up dying, I could still say I tried. I ran as fast as the hunger and cold would let me.

From a distance I could see the Starbucks I used to work. I had vowed my manhood into not stepping a foot in there again but seeing as this was a life or death situation, I put aside my pride. I knew the service was 24 hours so it confused me when I saw the lights off. I banged on the door like a possessed lady and still nothing. This of course had to happen to me; thanks for nothing, Starbucks, I'll forever hate you. I gave the place a dirty look and turned around. Fine, if this is going to be how I die then so be it. I closed my eyes and waited for it but nothing came. I heard noises and giggles from afar so I opened my eyes. I was welcomed with the sight of my ex-coworkers along with my boss. He looked like he was about to pass out for holding the laughter.

I was beyond pissed and more confused than ever.

Suddenly my friend or should I say "Son of a bitch" Chris, slapped my back.

"Dude, you should've seen your face." He said and laughed so hard, tears came out of his eyes.

I couldn't get to see the hilarity of the situation so I just stood there dumbfounded. Wait so does that mean that I'm not really fi-

"You're still fired thought; you can't make a coffee to save your life. Happy Halloween." My ex-boss said and with that he ran off.

Chris realized I was in the verge of committing murder when he said:

"Relax dude, I already have a job you can have. You can crash at my place in the meantime if you want."

I let out a sigh of relief. One thing was for sure thought, I'll never work at a coffee shop again since that life isn't for me.

"Thanks man, it means a lot. What's the job, though?"

"Oh, Dunkin Donuts. Same service so I guess you'll adapt just fine."

I gave him a forced laugh. Well better than nothing, but still there it was again as I let him drag me down the street:

Great, just great

A/N

There it is! I never post anything but got the guts now, I guess. Thanks for reading those who did and I can say I had no idea of what I was doing but I laughed my ass while writing this, good times :,) Please comment and vote, lol