Friday, August 1, 2008

You better be talking about corned beef, buddy.

So, yesterday at work, I had an interesting conversation with my boss. This is the man who would only consider hiring me if and when I passed a drug screening. And I did, because I have been (officially) clean for six months now.

Well, my boss (who shall remain nameless) offerred me an intriguing proposition. He asked me, straight up, if I wanted to buy some hash.

That's... not really helping in my recovery.

The life of a reformed addict is filled with many twists and turns, I suppose.

1 comment:

Loralee Choate said...

What an asshole.

Stay strong, bud.