The Game


My father once lectured me on all things Corporate America, providing customer service in a business enviroment, and why I was an all around punk-ass kid.

He said, “One day you’ll grow up and learn to compromise & humor people. You’ll learn how to play the game — and you will play the game — because you will have a mortgage and you will need a paycheck. You’ll learn, Laur, I swear to god, and you will play the game. Trust me.”

I looked at my father and rolled my eyes, as only a teen-ager can do, and said, “Play the game? I am the game.”


I told this story to my younger brother, a few nights ago, and we laughed for hours. I was a saucy kid.

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