Goodbye Wayne
Mood:  sad
The janitor at my work lost his job today. That makes me sad... a little bit anyway.
You see, I cant feel TOO bad for him, because he did bring it on himself. On the other hand, I dont know what is going to happen to him or where he is going to go. How will he eat? Where will he live? Im pretty sure he was living at a motel, so I doubt he has but a few days to find another home.
Wayne was a good guy, really. He busted ass when he came to work and was very nice and always fun to be around. Wayne also had some demons on his back.
He's an alcoholic, for one. He's also addicted to LOTTO, so he has no savings. I'm pretty sure its the booze that got to him. He's just been falling off the wagon lately... not showing up for work and such. Its been going on for a few months now. He'll have one or two good weeks and then no call/no show a few days. After he didnt show up yesterday we all pretty much knew he was a goner, but no one was ready to believe they would fire him. I mean, no one else in the world would be willing to do his job. That man scrubbed EVERYTHING in the store, even things I didnt know were there.

I hope this serves as a wake-up call for him to get his life straightened out. I hope he gets another job soon and doesnt have to be homeless. I hope he's going to be okay. No, scratch that...

... I really hope he's going to be okay.