"Hey. On time today."
I couldn't even look at him. Was that blood on his shoe? Or was I imagining things?
"Umm... Yes sir..."
"Sir? Hey look. We think you're doing a heck of a job here, considering the circumstances. And we would like to bump your salary."
He slid a piece of paper toward me like he'd seen it in a movie. I didn't know I was salary. I would've taken longer lunches. Jesus P. Christ that was a big number.
"Umm. Thanks."
"Just a token of our appreciation."
For the rest of the day I was adding up paychecks and buying things in my head. I could get a house. A car. Hell, I could get a couple of cars.
After work I went to the bar next to the bus station. The girl that sold me my ticket wasn't there.
I decided to celebrate my Friday by drinking what I figured to be 1/100th of a pay check. I stumbled home, threw up and passed out in my bed. Luckily, in that order.
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