As some of my readers may know, I am the safety officer of my apartment building. As the safety officer, it is my job to ensure that the health of my fellow tenants. Normally, my job is well respected by my fellows, but today, one man dared to defy my job. Today at approximately 5:30 PM, I was just getting home from work and promptly went upstairs to my apartment to feed Rusty. At 5:45, I heard an argument coming from down the hall. As the safety officer, it is my job to stay aware of the other tenents. As I entered into the hall, I saw a group of five police officers standing outside my nighbor Rob's apartment. After a period of three minutes, Rob was arrested. I later got the story from Old Ms. Pavoratti. Apparently for the past few months Rob has been running a prostitution/drug ring from his apartment.
I feel like a total failure. David has already moved to have me impeached from my post. I had a responsibility, and I failed. I almost wish I was dead. Of course if I did, I would have to report me to myself, and that couldn't possibly work out for the better. Ms. Pavoratti has been very supportive though, I can always count on her for support. I'm not sure that she remembers who I am, but the point is that she is a supporter. And we should all be supportive. Absolutely we should.
Ashamed in Davenport,
Steve
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- Steve Bartlett
- I was born in Lincoln, Nebraska. My father was a reporter for the Daily Worker and my mother was a door-to-door beet saleswoman, so I like to think that sales is in my family's blood.
2 comments:
Steve,
Long time no see. The Buick Century is running like a top-thank you.
Hang in there. We've all gone through rough times and rest assured you have the full support of all us here at the Theatre.
We have a show in Davenport on the 24th of October so I'll stop in and see you then. In the meantime, Gods speed and hold your head up high.
Beneath a drunken moon,
Lanny
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