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Lunch Time

It’s lunch time at the employment and training center.  I’m still in the computer room.  There’s only one other student in the room with me.  She sits beside me working on her Power Point.

My contact at AARP, the people who issue my paychecks, called the school and told me about a great job possibility that she’s recommending me for.  She’s going to fax over some information for me to look over, to see what positions I’m interested in.  I hope this is the real deal.  AARP is in charge of staffing the positions so this might be the break I’m looking for.  I’ve been job hunting for so long I’m beginning to feel like a real loser.

That’s not a good feeling.

GHH

My Chocolate Addiction

Now that I’m trying to cut back on the beer drinking so that I won’t get another gout attack I’ve found that I’m eating more chocolate; candy bars walking to the bus stop in the morning; candy bars riding the bus while reading the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette and now even sneaking Trix candy bars into the computer room at the employment and training center which is strictly against the rules.

I’m hooked, man!  I’m addicted!

GHH