What The Hell Now?

Clearly, after high school we saw who was playing grab ass and who had their shit together. I clearly had been grabbing asses because I sure as hell didn’t know what my career was going to be. Honestly my high school counselor who never said a word to me (Gaylord Quigley) sat me down senior year and as he reviewed my file he said …. “Well your not exactly an honor student or academic scholar but you are popular and everyone from seniors to freshman know you all four years you’ve been here. I also see you haven’t missed a single day of school. With your personality and your attendance track record I think you would make a good used car salesman or a trash man or trade job.”

I know that moment made my parents proud all the money they forked out for four years was finally paying off, their son had the world by the balls!

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Little did Gaylord know I was already flipping cars in high school and making money but I never sold a car for a dealership and decided I would not give up on my education that easy. After a lengthy admissions process weeding out all of the non worthy applicants I found myself at Florissant Valley Community College or as the locals call it Harvard on the Highway. I was taking up space - not like NASA space just showing up and showing out. That lasted about a month before my car and my books got stolen. So now I have no ride, no books no ideas…….

The journey continues….