My Manager Days Are Over
Over the hill, yesterday's news, an old dog with new tricks. That was fast--boy. I used to manage John's Drugstore. Worry-free, I took care of the place. The young beautiful owner picked my successor. His father--whom I loved-- died years ago. I never saw beauty of his kind. Before or after. I was a loner with few friends. After you go through everything, you can analyze. I'm not worthwhile. That's a strong interpretation. I saved all my money, spent it nowhere. I enjoyed the job too much. I could have bought the place. But there was no one to leave it to. So, I stayed in my home and waited for what was to come. This newer crowd is arriving. That's why it wasn't worthwhile. Do I sound bitter? I'm going to live an active retirement. I'm a loving person. Just ending all the previous time disillusioned.
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