As I pull up in front of his place, I can see him waiting by the door, looking out the window. I walk up and he opens the door with a smile.As I walk ...ast him into the house, I can smell the faint scent of alcohol. He's been drinking, which means my load will have that slight bitter taste to it and I might have to put a lot more effort into.He leads me downstairs, the comfortable den and he plops down on the couch. We both know why I'm here. I pull off my jacket and shirt, revealing my deep. Mrs. Woods Stated that the company could only hire one of us as a full time associate andThe rest might be laid off in next month or so. My mind was racing the entire timeShe spoke those words. I had to figure out a way to get this job, by any means necessaryI would be a full time team member at this company. As Mrs. Woods dismissed everyone from the meeting. I slowly walked back to my departmentOn the way back I stopped by the restroom and sent Sherri a message stating that I was sorryFor. “ awesome, thanks”, she said gratefully I was putting away the vacuum cleaner when the desk bell rang alerting me to a customer, ( geez don’t people know we are about to close), I flamed before putting on a makeshift smile and walking out. Much to my surprise, Brian, the handsome older man from the bus was standing by the desk looking a bit nervous. My annoyance quickly retreated as I walked up to him with a triumphant smirk.“so you decided to take me up on my offer hey, Brian?”, I queried. ‘Was me, I’d keep ’em. You’ll lose some weight once you’re out. Give yourself something to shoot for . . . getting back into those pants.’ ‘I’m leavin’ the past behind. Keep ’em for yourself.’ Horace admired the slacks then looked sadly at Marty. ‘Aw, you know I can’t. I’ll pass’m along to one of the guys, you want. Or give’m to Goodwill.’ ‘Whatever.’ Marty went back to staring at his clothes. His suitcase was a rumpled grocery bag. In another hour, Marty would be a free man. He had served his.