Applying and applying and being denied and denied. My hiring chances are slim to none.

My dad said, "You have two chances of beating me." (I'm not too sure where he got the saying from.) None and absolutely none. At the age of twelve, my dad walked into my brother's old room and newly mine. He watched me as I tried to read Genesis of the Bible. I looked as that's why it so hot. Setting a seventy-eight-degree thermostat. "I am proud of you for reading that." He smiled, and the Vietnam veteran left my room. Try to see how awake you are when you finish reading the book. I was always known as lazy and was sleeping in class.