The previous situation fizzled out. And oh, the stories I could tell. But I’m trying to be thoughtful about the notion that sometimes the Butcher gets weirded out by how much of his life ends up here.
But he’s started a new job today, with a set schedule and a pay rate that doesn’t fluctuate based on arbitrary decisions made by consultation with the spirits. And the new engine for his car is almost here, which means he will soon get his car back.
So, that’s a relief.
Congrats to the Butcher. I’m currently looking for a job and it’s tougher than I thought it would be, so good for him.
It’s been really difficult for him. He thought this other thing would be for a couple of weeks to tide him over until he found something–that was five months ago. And this thing he only got because his friend knew they were looking for someone.
I hope your luck turns!