Chapter 13: Horace
He spent most of the day looking for work at his old haunts. Horace had gone through a bunch of menial jobs, he was a waiter at a small little taverna in his neighbourhood. The old boss really liked him but he was fully staffed and he admitted that customers didn’t spend like they were used to. Then he went to the local McDonald’s, but the manager had changed and he impassively slapped a job application form on the table. Horace filled it out but he knew they wouldn’t hire him, he was in his thirties, and they needed young and naive people to squeeze under the corporate thumb. Then he went to the local newspaper, which of course, had gone out of business.
Horace felt a touch of sorrow at that. It had been his first real job as a teenager, he even got paid for it. Knowi
