That fuck-up got me summoned to his office for a talking-to…a long one!You’ve seen the videos about things like this (and one movie) it happened t... me on 2 jobs. This was the first one.At the end of the lecture he said, “If this continues or, happens again, I’m afraid I’ll have no choice but to fire you!”I blurted out, “Please no, I’ll do anything to keep my job, anything!”There was a very heavy silence in the room as he simply looked at me for a few minutes. I was serious and he was thinking. My friend of many years had persuaded me through constant badgering to come out with him to a local club, it was the first time he had talked to me in months and I had wondered what had happened to him. So there I was, my friend had already got distracted by the first pretty thing in a skirt he found and I was left alone at the bar.From the corner of my eye I saw the barmaid looking at me, she walked over and stood before me, I was looking at my glass and slowly rose my eyes first to her. I looked at theclock: 7:30 AM. I was going to be late for work, that was for sure.As I connected the tube of the syringe to the port in the back of my neck,I wondered if I would dream. I depressed the plunger and barely had timeto disconnect the syringe and steady myself before I collapsed onto thecouch in a heap.Turns out, I did dream. I dreamed that I was a puppet on strings, likePinnochio. I dreamed that for everything I did, I was not only beingjerked around, but someone was watching. My eyes were closed and my head on my knees.The coffee must have cooled enough by now. I lifted my head and opened my eyes. Taking the cup, I brought it to my lips and tasted the bittersweet liquid. My eyes caught Bobby staring at my shorts where they disappeared between my legs. I guess I had it coming, after the show I put on last night. None the wiser that I had caught him, I let my knees fall slightly open. He swallowed hard and looked up to see if I were doing it on purpose, but I had.