Returning to the Past: A Reluctant Summer

It had been a month since I got home from college. I did not want to get a serious job just after graduating. I still wanted to party and enjoy the summer. My parents had other ideas. I went on a few interviews and filled out a ton of applications. But not many people were hiring. I had worked when I was younger as a paper boy. But I had grown out of the job. Not many 6ft 4 athletic college guys riding up and down the streets throwing news papers. Plus my friends would make fun of me. Some of them were working at Law Offices in town. I rolled out of bed around 11am.

About an hour later I was out back in the pool. I had a nice tan going on a week now. I drank a few cold ones while I waited for some job calls. Nothing happen the rest of the day. I went online after dinner. I watched some porn, then headed to bed. It was close to 7am when the door to my room burst open. I rolled over to see my Dad with a note. He placed it on my forehead as he walked out of my room. It read: "Get a job. Your mother and I will no longer give you money. Plus you need to pay us 100 dollars a month for rent. Have a nice day." I rolled it into a ball and threw on the floor next to my bed. I guess my parents were serious. I rolled out of bed to try to catch them before they left. I heard the garage door open. I headed for the front door.

"Whack!" What the fuck. I looked down to see a news paper. Some kid just hit me as I opened the door. My Dad honked the horn as he backed out the driveway. I bent over to pick up the news paper. There was a card on the outside of the paper. "Earn big money over the summer. Start a new career. Work small hours. Delivery. Collection and more. Call today." I walked inside the house. I closed the door. I went to make some breakfast. My parents left another note on the fridge. "Move it slacker." I had some toast and some juice.

You probable guess by now. I called the number. I talked to my old boss 5 years ago. He hooked me up with a nice delivery route. He was going to give me some hours inside the office. He drop off the news papers in my garage. Then I was to start my route. I was to deliver all the papers before 8am. It was up to me on how they got delivered. I was going to have to deliver papers all week, even on Sunday which was the biggest delivery day. I waited for my parents to get home. We had only one car. I went out in the shed in the back yard. I pulled out my old bike. It was small on me but it would have to do.

I spent the next two weeks getting up early. I delivered all the papers. I had the rest of the day off. I had some money. I gave some to my parents. I even got some cool shades to wear to keep the sun out of my eyes. I worked inside the office two days. I got to use some of the computers to line up some new clients on my route. My boss thought I was doing a great job. My parents stopped bugging me. I made a few collection calls for the paper. Monday was my first day to start collecting money from my route. Most people are good natured and pay right up. But there are always a few that need some time. Probably the worst part of the job.

I knocked on a few doors on Monday. I got half of my customers to pay. By Wednesday I had collected from all but one. It was a big house on

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