I remember once, I was walking Warden and Stella. This was a long time ago, shortly after I had adopted Warden. Warden went into his pre-poop spins but somehow forgot what he was doing or got distracted by a smell and he lifted his leg and went number 1 instead of number 2 and then he just spun a little more and got back into the deuce. It was awkward, and kind of intense. And very beautiful, in its own way.
I guess the point is, sometimes maybe you start something, and maybe you lose your way, but it's important to finish, or try to finish, I think. I think persistence is what makes special people special.
Today, I stocked the minibars at the hotel. It was nice, better than cleaning up after people. The boss said that I did a much better job than the regular minibar stocker, who is blind. I met that person the other day, Melvin, and he was very nice. But I guess he is not a very good minibar stocker.
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