So here I am driving down the road on my way to work, typing this article on my lap top, *j/k* I was thinking to myself how much I was dreading going to work, and how much I really just hate doing just about anything. I'd seriously rather just lay in bed right now and sleep my whole stinkin life away. I'm really tired of my job... but it lets me do things like post articles on JU, cuz I really have nothing else to do. I am only part time, but for as much as I work, or should I say as litt...

This is the situation I saw from day one, and the actions I have taken to protect people of interest to me. For safety sake of those involved I will use artificial names, so I truely can't be prusued for defamation of anyone. Day One (First offense): 'Joy' a sweet 13 yr old girl that comes up to the office to check for mail for her father (who is a drunk, we'll just refer to him as 'alchy'), stops and visits with me about new events in school and how her journalism job is going. I'm re...