My last good-bye

This is for the people I know.

Okay, so I’m back, but let me say this now and get it over with: “Don’t come see me, don’t try and write me, and if you see me, just keep walking.”

I don’t blame anybody for the things I’ve done and it’s not like I don’t have love for you, but if I don’t stay away from the old life, I’ll end up spending more time in prison than hanging out with ya’ll. It’s better for you not to have me around anyway.

So if you see me on the bus or at Walmart or something, you might as well pretend like you don’t know me.

I guess you could consider this my last good-bye to all of you.

My new job on the outside

This entry was also written three weeks ago. Ted got a job in a week and a half after applying to four Clearwater Beach resorts with no success.

Well I got a job today. My roommate told me that I could make $1,000 a week working where he was. At first I didn’t want to go because it was telemarketing and I’d have to wear a tie, but I convinced myself to go. Hey it’s a job and if I can make a lot of money, that’s good too. I start working next Tuesday. That’s when I start training.

Another good thing about this job is it takes 1 ½ hours to get there on a bus which gives me an extra three hours away from the work release center. Most telemarketing places are really stressful because you’re normally selling something, but the place I’m going to be working at doesn’t sell anything. All we do is try to lower people’s utility bills by switching their electricity or natural gas supplier. Plus we call mostly commercial, so I won’t have to hear people cuss at me like I would elsewhere.

I’m actually happy I got this job. I think I’ll do okay there and everybody there seems really nice.