Synopsis: A good life. You know . . . a nice home, dependable vehicle and, if fate smiles kindly, a good looking woman. Not picky, just a comfortable existence with a decent job that you don’t hate. Is that too muck to ask? For Jack, it is.
“Oh, to be an outsider!”
They always say outsiders thrive more than the in-crowd, right?
I haven’t been exactly convinced of that yet. My name’s Jack, and I’ve been striving to achieve my dreams since, well, since middle school.
I did have a lemonade stand at one time. Thought I’d be the lemonade king of the world. That lasted, oh, about a day. I sold one entire glass of lemonade and then a couple of neighbors felt sorry for me and bought half a glass. I mean, I only charged fifty cents per glass. So they scraped together a quarter and chipped in for half.
One failed business venture under my belt at the ripe old age of 13. This was my entrance into the awesome teenage years.