“Give up, Hawkins!” I heard “yer *****!”
As I watched yet another goal slam into the back of the net I was resigned to defeat. I had lost my fight against the doctors. My career was over.
As my mind went back to that awful day in the mud almost 10 years ago I tried to think about what I did wrong. What did I do to deserve my current life? I remembered my friends from school. All 10 of them all of them doing better than me. Of course they’d offered help but I told them I’d be fine. I lied I’m not doing fine. I’d had numerous crappy jobs -they didn’t last. I’d had about errrr…… 6 in the past 10 years. Three at Tesco and three at other supermarkets I was now at Tesco a cashier working under my mother, she made it so we had the same hours how sweet. I hated my job, I was young, 25 and I was sat down all ****** day! I wanted to be out there playing football, watching football, managing football! I was football crazy the prospect of watching Cardiff City on Saturday is the only thing that kept me going. My job wasn’t exactly stable I was only 3 months in and had received some complaints, but I’d worked on the complaints desk and used my contacts to sweep them under the carpet. The message is, my life’s down the ******* I need a bit of luck, God, you know I’ve never been overly-religious but if you’re ever going to help me, help me now.
As I watched yet another goal slam into the back of the net I was resigned to defeat. I had lost my fight against the doctors. My career was over.
As my mind went back to that awful day in the mud almost 10 years ago I tried to think about what I did wrong. What did I do to deserve my current life? I remembered my friends from school. All 10 of them all of them doing better than me. Of course they’d offered help but I told them I’d be fine. I lied I’m not doing fine. I’d had numerous crappy jobs -they didn’t last. I’d had about errrr…… 6 in the past 10 years. Three at Tesco and three at other supermarkets I was now at Tesco a cashier working under my mother, she made it so we had the same hours how sweet. I hated my job, I was young, 25 and I was sat down all ****** day! I wanted to be out there playing football, watching football, managing football! I was football crazy the prospect of watching Cardiff City on Saturday is the only thing that kept me going. My job wasn’t exactly stable I was only 3 months in and had received some complaints, but I’d worked on the complaints desk and used my contacts to sweep them under the carpet. The message is, my life’s down the ******* I need a bit of luck, God, you know I’ve never been overly-religious but if you’re ever going to help me, help me now.
