As we all know, life has a special way of kicking us in the head when we are already on our knees after getting hit in the gut with a lead pipe. I know it’s bad for We the People all over the place. The last few years have been a special kind of shit show for our family as I am sure as well as yours. Let me give you the Reader’s Digest version of the last few years.
Come along with me, on a fantastic voyage! Slide, slide, slippity slide……
It’s us, so more like a dysfunctional voyage.
I won’t go into a lot of personal history right now. It’s not relevant to the story. Let’s just say, we worked our asses off to get what little we had. And would do anything to keep it.
On the 3rd day of 2019, I cut off my left middle finger and mangled two other fingers in a woodshop accident. A close encounter with a finger joint router bit. Kind of fitting actually. And some major foreshadowing, if you ask me. The summer before Quarantine, (BQ) not to be confused with (BBQ). The summer BQ, I drove a shaved ice truck and spent a few months making people happy. 😊
Then it was March 2020. The end of BQ. It’s time for QUARANTINE 2020!!!!! And awaaaay we go!
April 2020 and onwards. no more service industry.,no more jobs, my part time job (ie pyramid scheme) as an independent sales representative for a multi-national pharmaceutical conglomerate becomes my full time job, fell and tore my quadricep tendon off my knee cap (still not fixed), can’t afford private insurance, no job no insurance, no insurance no fixed knee, no fixed knee no job, got state insurance, had a heart attack, had quadruple bypass, got arrested, lost my independent sales job, can’t pay bills, but find another wonderful job that makes people happy. 😊
Everyone’s journey the last few years has been unique to them and their families but just know that you are not alone out there. We the People are right there with you. Those politicians on TV are not. All those social media and Tiktok people are not. But as you stand in line at the liquor store tonight grabbing a pint, know this…
The black guy in the checked pants and Chef’s coat in front of you, is with you. The guys behind you, covered in paint and joking around in Spanish, are with you. The lady behind the counter, is with you. We all may not know it, but we are in this shit together. Once we all realize this, then they won’t be able to stop us.
We the F%#n' People 