Heading to work today
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, March 31st, 2018 at 08:39 PM (980 Views)
In a frenzy he rubbed. He looked and rubbed some more. Hunched over a trash can, he reminded me of a raccoon washing his food. I felt pity for him. Grunts of despair and anguish escape his lips. The ground is littered with his failures even though he stands over the trash can. His last attempt at hope. I watch him. One part of me knows his situation is hopeless, the other wonders what if.
The last ticket. The last chance…nothing. With a fit of anger, he throws the last one in the trash.
I am standing next to him, the eternal optimist who would never ever gamble on something like a lottery ticket. He had hopes. For a brief moment I am sure he had dreams. I tell him, “Hey be thankful you didn’t win, it would ruin your life.”
As he climbs in to his old car he turns to me and say. “Well at least I gave to the United Negro College today.” the acid of his tone if obvious
I watched as he sped away in disgust. It occurred to me that he had already started his day off on the wrong foot.
I don’t buy lotter tickets, I have no desire to have something I did not earn.
I leave the gas station; my daughter sits beside me in the truck. I am in a great mood. The weather is perfect and all is right with the world.
Today Cathy and I worked together welding studs. I am a lucky man that I can still have the pleasure of working with my daughter.
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