American Jobs—Cleaning Up Bars on a Graveyard Shift
It felt like I was living two lives. Each day surrounded by hopeful, enthusiastic, and highly dramatic college students. Lots of chatter, lots of noise. Each night it was as if I had transported to a movie about the dystopian end of mankind.
She said, “You bring the poon, we’ll bring the doom.”
She was always down for trouble.
Always in some kind of it.