I have worked in several unfulfilling jobs in the years since I graduated from high school. A six month stint on the eleven to seven shift at the local Seven-Eleven was an exercise in receiving abusive, demeaning comments from drunken patrons, and working as a roofer was physically uncomfortable. Sometimes I still seem to feel my skin burning from the boiling pitch we used. Yet, these were but minor annoyances compared to the only job …showed first 75 words of 863 total…

…showed last 75 words of 863 total…By this time, I was having horrific nightmares, and found myself waking up in the middle of the night, dreading the ride into work. When at last my transfer did come through, I felt a brief pang at leaving my customers behind, but as I stood on the porch of 1602 Louden Street and watched two pit-bulls kill a stray dog, I realized that I must have been insane to stay as long as I did.