Throw Strikes

One time Tom was pitching a game and having a hard time. His teammates kept yelling "Throw strikes!" and Tom was thinking "No shit."

It is not that I do not know how the game is played or where the strike zone is. I am trying my damnedest to throw strikes. And although I have my preferences, I am not refusing jobs nor do I think I am above any job. I am competing with more people than normal for basic jobs. Sorry if I am not throwing strikes, but you can stop yelling at me to throw strikes. No shit. I know what I am supposed to do and as sore as my shoulder is getting, I will keep throwing. So when someone swings, don't worry, I will let you know.

Making money is likely to be the best anti-depressant yet.

By the way, the realtor who is overseeing the house says I might be offered cash for keys. If so, there is my first part time job. Getting every single personal item out of the house. Not a small task, but if they offer I will take it. I love Amerika!