security

a lady at my work was diagnosed with some sort of melanoma cancer. three to six months. she is fifty, barely a grandmother, and she won 50000 off a scratcher ticket the first week i was working, two months ago. she used every penny on getting out of debt and rebuilding her kitchen.

the other day i was working at a secondary high school. the ones for all the kids who got kicked out of normal high school, but cant handle folding burritos at tacobell. in the teachers lounge there was a bulletin of past students, a few local cops, a few baby pics, and a separate corner for students that over dosed. next to their name and age at death was either oxycodone or heroin. we work in the carlsbad police department as well, they have a similar board in one of their offices, of bums listed as constant trouble or deceased or disappeared.

this job is more interesting than i have been giving credit. i go into peoples homes, peoples offices and vaults and lives, snoop around and find out why they want motion censers, what they are afraid of. most women are afraid of someone being in their home when they walk in, most men are afraid for their tvs and cars, business owners afraid of employees stealing.

we charge 2800 to 6000 for total security, not including monthly fees. we cause more false alarms and panic than we could ever make up for in actual safety. we help rich people sleep better with their maseratis locked up safe and help keep their children hidden the rest of the world.

its a funny job. everyday, different stories and new ways to hate people. i dont know if i am connecting with people, or learning anything, but it should at least keep me blogging and opinionated. but when cancer comes, and so long as i dont overdose on redbull it will, ill still be in debt, still pretending to be writer, and just as afraid as everyone else.