A friend A colleague and Then a Little Bit More
I had been working for this printing company for about a year and a half, and I had become dangerously close to getting comfortable. It paid well enough to cover all my bills, gave me a fair amount of disposable income, and more than enough to put away for a rainy day. It wasn’t too taxing and it was a stone’s throw away from my apartment. But it was never really what I wanted in life. I always envisioned myself having a career in something, making decisions, getting promotions, and generally...