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It could be worse…

Don’t get me wrong, I hate a lot of things about my new job as a private security officer at an exclusive, private community. But the view from my little guard houses at the two gates isn’t bad. The guard … Continue reading

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A weird, busy day at work…

My job as a private security officer manning one of the gatehouses at an exclusive private community keeps me on my toes. A lady in a mini van took the entrance turn a little fast, and ended up plowing up … Continue reading

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The strange case of the multiplying balloons…

I was at work the other day, doing my sacred, sworn duty as a security guard, keeping the rich people who live in an exclusive community safe from any interaction with normal people who weren’t being paid to be there, … Continue reading

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A sunset and a giant ghost spider…

That is a sunset, as seen from where I spend most of my evenings, guarding a gate at an exclusive private community. When I am not busy taking calls and letting cars in, I have two giant video monitor screens … Continue reading

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Some random photos of me in my private security officer uniforms…

My younger daughter, Mollie, took these photos before I went to work this weekend. As I said in an earlier post, when I did the training to become a security guard, thus adding yet another position to the long list … Continue reading

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Origins of a real life hero…

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I am going to quit pretending I am ever going to be a famous writer, and start asking: “Do you want fries with that?”

I am, I have to say, crushed… filled with self-doubt… and also with an anger that I don’t know whether to aim at myself or in a more outward direction. You know the post I did the other day, the one where … Continue reading

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