I remember my first real job. I was the mail clerk at a startup law firm in San Diego. First time I ever wore a tie. Except for my Jr. High graduation, but that one was a clip-on. Does that count?
Actually, this one is a clip on too. Now that I think about it, it was the same tie. Anyway, I was making 7 bucks an hour and I thought I was rich. It's a golden age in one's life when they are
able to be as happy as I was making poverty wages.
The attorneys used to pat me on the back and tell me how well I was doing, that I was going places... they even took this picture when I was dancing for them at the Columbus Day Luncheon.
That's Sarah in the background. We never got together, but I could tell she really liked me. Boy, when I look at her picture now, I wish we had hooked up.
It's just so hard to know if a girl likes you for the right reasons when you make a lot of money. I was young and idealistic back then. Relations with women had to lead somewhere for me. I always figured her husband and kids would get in the way of anything real we might have had, so I never pursued her.
I heard she got divorced a couple years later and moved to Minneapolis with her cats and the guy who used to deliver bottled water to our office. That just goes to show you never can tell.
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