In junior high, a black kid hit one of the teachers with an oak chair, knocked him out. He was pissed because he had failed a test. They had to bring in an ambulance, take the old guy out in a stretcher.
In 12th grade, I got my first job as a dishwasher at the Holiday Inn. Seeing that I was a pretty good worker, the head chef soon turned me into a cook.
"Will I get paid more?" I asked him. "Sure," he said, "and you'll get to eat all of these shrimp for free too." I was always hungry so I said yeah. It was weird at first because all of these people were screaming at each other all the time, there was so much stress, but at the end of the day, it was all forgotten.
I was in the marines for six years. After that, I got a job as a manager at Jack in the Box, which I didn't like. I like to cook.
I enjoy cooking. I think it's an art. Sometimes you can see the customers eat your food. Especially with the very old and the very young, and they have that smile, I like that.
Another reason I like it is, if you look at the expression, "food and drink," food is always first. "Food and entertainment," "food and shelter," food is always first. You can get by without shelter, but you can't get by without food. Food is number one.
I'm around seafood all the time, but I can't really afford to eat from there, but the other night, I splurged on myself and bought three pounds of shrimp. I just sat in front the TV and kept eating" over two or three hours. Instead of popcorn, I was eating shrimp. It was good.
I live with my sister. It's $600 a month, and I pay half, but sometimes I must give her more, because she's doing so bad.
I come to the Friendly a lot because it's like my living room. I don't have that much space.
My sister is never in the bar, because she's bipolar. She drinks at home, and smokes a lot of weed. It calms her down. She has to have that. I smoke weed too, but not everyday.
I've been living with her for six years. She needed help to pay the rent. Her boyfriend left. It's expensive here.
She works in a restaurant too. She's a server. We don't say waitress anymore. Server.
Her job is really getting to her. She fights with her boss all the time. She's been there so long, she feels she can fight with him, but she doesn't realize that" you lose. I mean, you're not gonna win. Because she has a bad attitude, and shows up late, everyday, they give her a bad section that nobody wants to sit in, so now she makes even less money and hates her job even more. She's only fifty, so retirement is more than ten years away. This is the time to work as hard as you can, because you know what you're doing, and you still have your health, but she doesn't get it. She feels like she should be able to retire right now.
She spends all her money on weed, and she smokes the good weed, not the cheap weed. She smokes about a hundred dollars' worth of it a week. That's like a car payment, with insurance, then there's the wine, lots of wine.
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