Dear Constant Reader,
Sorry I haven't writ this week. I been busy with problems with Social Services and Barbara Ellen and Art, her boyfriend. Man, you coulda fooled me, he didn't look that old to me either. And married with three kids!
Good news! The sign said "Employment Opportunity". And I got it! I got a job! I start next weekend working tables at The Viking Tap and Burgers. Ralph says that if I do real good I can maybe work week nights instead. I'd like that 'cause Saturday is when I get to spend time with Lud. A girl's gotta have a little loving once in a while, and I don't mean that damn quick stuff like when Lud stops for half an hour after work on his way to this goddamn wife. It only pays minimum, but Cheri says you don't have to declare tips cause it ain't income. It's the law. I'm real excited. I get some cash, getta be around fun people and I get all the Miller Lite I can drink while I'm on the clock. And besides Ralph is kinda cute for a big hairy old guy. I really ain't that crazy about Lud anyhow. Damn, outta beer and cigarettes again. Have you ever notice how ya turn out of both at the same time? Why is that?
Your friend, Roz