Issue 164- "Old Friends"

Written, pencilled, inked by: Heath P Lail

Well, I went to Oxford yesterday to put in my resume cover letter and transcript to Communicare of Oxford, a mental health facility. After looking around for a few minutes while I was there, I think this place covers more mentally retarded folks and hospice care than mentally deranged stabbers or stranglers. That is probably to my benefit. Anyway, they seemed really happy that someone, ANYONE was answering their ad in the Pigeon Roost. That means I'll have to be a little careful if I'm asked back for an interview...if the pay isn't great (or at least enough to cover my gas/travel 5 days a week) and its too low-level a job, I may not take it. Experience is great but not if it doesn't pay the bills. Thumbs up anyway kids...I need a job.

After that, I met my friend Tara at the local Oxford Zaxby's. I don't know if I've changed that much over the years except perhaps getting a little taller, but Tara has stayed the same, except she looks a lil better than when we were in school. She was still very nice and polite as well...the epitome of a southern belle. We talked about school, old times and the fact that when she is done in a few years, she will have been in school for around 20 years. I told her that when I go back for grad school in psychology it'll be another 5 years before I'm done with that so I know where she's coming from. We decided that her boyfriend and I should meet, and that she, I, Jeff and Elizabeth should all do lunch one day in Memphis...hopefully we can pull that together sometime soon, because that if I have to take that job at Communicare then it would be difficult for me to meet them all. All in all, it was a really fun day, and it felt good to go to Oxford for reasons other than classes. Until next time...

H