Welp. Apparently someone beat me to the entire story for Find the Starlight.
I’ve been thinking a lot about dads. And about how hard I am always working to give these kids the best possible life I can. That doesn’t always mean money, but very often it does. I left home (if it could be called that) with nothing when I was 19. I had $34 dollars from an old savings bond. I punched a lot of clocks and worried about my future. Now I have a real chance to help them get more opportunities than I had. If I’m lucky, I’ll be able to help many others, too. I am working with charities that help treat and prevent child and domestic abuse from the monsters that walk this earth. I am giving everything I have to do everything I can. I have been for years. And it takes its toll. They don’t see me as much as they would if I wasn’t doing so much. But every ounce of it is for them. So I wonder about so many others whose fathers were not around much. I wonder if those dads were just doing what I am doing. Giving up insanely precious time with the kids they love more than anyone should love anything, so those kids can benefit in some way. I don’t regret the choices I have made, or the ones I am making. But that doesn’t make this easy.
"We are getting WAY too many complaints from customers that when they are notified that their online session has timed out, they are running from their computers in terror because they think their computer is talking to them, and that the robot revolution has finally started. So I was thinking we could put a picture of a person on the message to reassure them that the website, while totally automated by computers, has people inside of it… I mean… has… We put people in the… peoplesoft… error… error… error… target acquired…"
-Best Buy Web Manager comes out at a staff meeting.