What's God's hand in this...

I wonder that to myself now.

I'm a man of the book, always have been, always will be.

Here I stand. I'm about to get paid through the roof at 2 jobs. All I've ever been told by people at work and such is that I'll end up no where with not a dime in my pocket.

Yet I'm content with how my life has turned out. I'm about to get going tomorrow at the Post office in Manhattan for training and I couldn't be happier.

I did it. I made it.

I struggled, I fought. This was not easy to attain. It was just a lot of bullshit to get to this point, but I did it.

I feel like so relieved inside to have not given up. I was told to leave and try again another day by the security officer but I stood my ground. I was not going to have all my efforts to get the job go up in smoke because of some ignorant nobody security guard. And I was demanding a number to call to get in contact with the people upstairs. Ultimately after I kept persisting she relented and stopped being an idiot and called upstairs to inquire about me being let through or not. Of course as I knew, they don't get started doing interviews on the dot, they take id's do paper work, etc. Of course there was time. I knew there was time. So I got through after some how some way getting angry and insisting that I be given a chance instead of going home after spending an hour on the shitty subway and money on taxi fair to get to the place.

Imagine if I did go home and gave up. I'd have applied again. I don't know, something, sure, but I think the reason I have the job is because I got in that day, because I was there for that interview and now sky's the limit for me. Post office is a secure job, lots of money going to rain in your bank account, plus if you stay forever, get all the benefits and big money in the savings plan.

I don't have a problem making money boy. Wish I got a job years ago never went to no school. I like earning money. I love money. I love the whole thing. It's awesome. I buy something on ebay and I get it. I want a new game, I get it. I want new shoes, I get it. It's not bad. It's awesome.

So, yeah, maybe it's God's plan that I actually be rewarded for being one of those "nice guys" who stays out of trouble.

I hope so. I don't want any funny business this time. i just want to get big money and live the american f'n dream if possible.

Will I get cast as Lando. I'm here if ya need me Phil and Chris. Not gonna say no if you call me up for the role. But if ya don't, I got 2 jobs.

I'll be here in the bronx pushing mail all day and at night over in queens doing cargo or something on some stupid international flights over there.

If you want me to jump on Lando for you, I'll quit out of this nonsense and jump on it without hesitation, that's all I got to say guys...