Cold Turkey

When I worked at US Worst in Seattle, I'd get stuck in traffic on the bridge over Lake Washington. It was  rainy and dismal, and I had just had a terrible day at my horrible job. People might think that a job that pays 50 grand a year isn't horrible-after all it pays 50 grand a year- but they're wrong. It made me want to drive my car right off the bridge.

When I have a bad job, I can't get my mind off the bad job. I can't shut it off when I leave the building. It haunts me like a curse. I quit drugs and drinking but I totally understand why I used to do that stuff. Sometimes you have just got to shut off your head.

I would play this tape on my car radio over and over while I sat on the bridge in the rain. Thank you, John Lennon.