21st RUMBLINGS FROM A 73 YEAR OLD HAIRDRESSER
Subtitle: A Strange Hair Love Affair
One day while working my butt off for the Post Office I happened to look up to see those little peep holes they have near the ceiling of each floor in the U.S. POST OFFICE.
I became so damn angry gazing up at those tiny little holes that I made a determined decision to quite the job that day. I decided I wanted to have Freedom from Observation on the job. It was like I was on a plantation or in a jailhouse. I said to myself I want FREEDOM TO DO MY OWN THING!
Making that decision created two strains of thought too. One was the joy of setting myself in the mind frame to become free and independent of a boss. The second was the fear of the possibility of failure. Torn between two strong emotions, I knew I had to work harder for myself than I had for Massa, and the US NAVY.
That night coming home to my little loving family, I felt even more uncertain. You see I made this decision on my own without the consent or agreement of my wife or any other family members. After all how were the three children going to eat. How were the bills to be paid? What about their needs and not just mine?