Old Job

 


I'm sitting here thinking about the kids i worked with in my old job.  Who graduated high school and went to college.  Who actually realized that beef and guns are stupid and that it doesn't matter ward you come from.  Who's safe.  Who's taking care of their babies.  Who's alive and who isn't.  They were some bad a*s kids and with some of them I couldn't trust that they wouldn't swipe my wallet if I turned around.  I still cared about them so much.  I feel like I was much more useful with that job than with the one I have now.  


yoyy yoyy
26-30, F
Mar 13, 2010