Man With A Big Ego

I have a very big ego. It has cost me my job twice. I thought I would change after I lost my first job. But even after the first time I did not learn my lesson. The first time it was because my boss asked me to deliver a new set of architectural drawings to a client. I told him that I was not a delivery man and walked off. When it happened a second time a week later I quit instantly. Now I have moved on to my second job and I am ready to show off my ego again.

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Singing The Green Dollars

Singing is my passion. I sing everywhere, most of my college shows, family gatherings and charity events. Since I was a child I have won several awards and talent contests. I was once invites to sing at a function - it was a paid opportunity. I thought it would be the start of my singing career and said to myself ”look out music studios here I come”. It was that day I realized I feel guilty singing for money and couldn’t perform. Frankly, I sounded like a bathroom singer who has fallen down and cracked his jaw but continues to sing. I continue to sing but never again for money.

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Designing My Life With Happiness

Every year I work with ten or so other designers to decorate and plan Thanksgiving Day parade floats which are the biggest in my state. It is also covered on many major news outlets. I always had a talent for the arts and crafts. But my high school art teacher thought otherwise and I failed his class. That did not stop me, however, when my team won the state prize. Thinking back to the school days I am glad I never let the world keep me down. I love what I do and nothing makes me happier than vibrant designs.

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Compulsion To Lie

I lie to people not because I have to but I like the feeling and the rush that comes with every lie. Because of my lies my girlfriend thinks I have a wife and my work colleagues think I know the criminal gangs. It went so far that I had to look up names of illegal drugs on the internet before going to any party. The primary objective was to show off my bad ass nature to all my friends. Fortunately I quit my job before I became part of some police sting operation and moved on. But the lying hasn’t stopped.

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Hate Thy Father

I hate my life; I hate the whole wide world around me. It started when I was growing up and my dad wanted to train me in a strict code of discipline. He was a Ranger and wanted to mold me in his army image. But I took a turn and started eating a lot. There was a void left in me – a craving for attention that was never addressed – which I tried to fill with obesity. Eventually I gained about a hundred pounds mostly with the goal to disappoint my dad. Now I have a sever eating disorder and have a high risk of heart attack. It has become impossible for me to lead a normal life and I am dependent on some life saving contraption or another. Now that I have completely ruined my life, today on my birthday I ask myself why I harbor spite towards my father.

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