My mother raised seven of us on her own. She was caring, but not exactly the ‘lovey-dovey’ type. She never used a switch on us, but she loved to use an example. Every action in our house had an equal and opposite reaction. In 1964 the World’s Fair came to town, and my school band was invited to give a concert for the governor. Sign Language Low Top Shoes. My mother gave me money to take my uniform to the cleaners. But on the day of the fair, I was on punishment. And she never let me go. The day before she died I visited her in the hospital, and I told her: ‘I’m still mad at you for not letting me go to the World’s Fair.’ She didn’t answer me, but she had this gleam in her eye that said: ‘You learned your lesson.’ And she’s right. Those examples made me the man I am today. I’ve literally done everything I wanted to do as a kid. I may not have been to the World’s Fair, but I’ve been to Ghana.
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I’ve been to the Caribbean. I’ve travelled all over the world. I got a Degree In The Written Arts, which is the most pretentious way of saying ‘English’ that my school could think of. Sign Language Low Top Shoes. Two internships later I’m still working at a restaurant. I finally had an actual job interview last week. The website said ‘big marketing firm,’ but the whole office fit in a closet. Then I found out the job was ‘commission only.’ So I’m beginning to doubt that there’s a palpable job market in The Written Arts. And I’m going to be paying off this education for the next ten years. I’m bracing for the worst. I feel like somebody who just realized that global warming is actually a thing.