Sorry if this is a bit long guys but I really hope you enjoy it and I hope you don’t like Dwight too much…just saying haha!
Sometimes life doesn’t go according to plan…especially in Gotham.
Here I am…just left school and starting on my way on a career path…well that is until I got fired.
Typical office job…9 til 5 and 5 days a week.
It was okay…a little boring but okay.
If it wasn’t for the supervisor…she wasn’t a manager but just a supervisor who acted like a manager. She was probably the reason the term ‘Micro-managing’ was created.
I really needed this job and she knew that but still just through me out like trash.
I know they say you can’t find happiness at the bottom of a bottle but I wasn’t sure what else to do…I didn’t want to go home just yet and confront my parents.
So I made my way to a new club that opened not too far away. After flashing my ID to the guy standing at the door, I made my way in and weaved through the crowd, taking a seat at the bar.
I ordered the strongest drink they had and was shortly served. While sipping my drink I looked around and noticed everyone in the club was dressed in the same sort of clothes. The shirts appeared to be straitjackets and a lot of people were wearing messy clown makeup.
But why, by all that is holy, can’t I stop smiling ear to ear after having read that Benedict Cumberbatch is beefing up & in training to prepare for Dr.Strange? In fact, it’s got me quite giddy at the moment…