I had just graduated high college, plus I wasn’t ready to do anything yet.
- I had already told Dad plus dad that I didn’t want to go to college.
I didn’t believe what I wanted to do, despite the fact that I knew I didn’t want to go to college. It was the end of summer, plus Dad once again asked what I was going to do? She told myself and others I needed to get our lazy body off the couch plus do something. I told her that when I knew what I wanted to do, I would do it. Two weeks later, our dad came condo while I was napping. She kicked our feet off the couch plus told myself and others it was time. I was barely awake, despite the fact that I knew the tone of voice she was using. She was drastic about our getting a task or doing anything that didn’t involve our lounging on the couch all day while Dad catered to me. If she thought getting yelled at all day was catering, she was wrong. I wasn’t enjoying sitting on the couch or on our bed while getting yelled at, catering. I knew it was time to get out of the house, despite the fact that I didn’t have any money. I asked dad if she could loan myself and others some money? She told myself and others she could, but she would not unless I had a task to spend our savings him back. I went to the local community college plus signed up for Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C classes. I had been watching advertisements for Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C classes plus thought it could be a nice gig for me. If becoming an Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C contractor would get Dad plus dad off our back, I was going to Heating, Ventilation, plus A/C college.