I remember my granpop from the old country. I would go and visit him there from time to time. He was always ready to give me good advice and often I found myself confiding in him.
I graduated from college with a degree in political science and went to work in Washington DC to learn the ropes. I've been there a while now but I am not really happy and I recently discussed my job with Gramps on a visit to the old country.
I mentioned I was depressed because the people I worked around were immoral and scandals were only the tip of the iceberg as far as what was going on in Washington. I mentioned how one guy, a homosexual had a prostitute ring operating out of his house, allegedly run by his live in boyfriend and he claimed he never knew it was going on, while another guy was having sex with interns 1/3 his age in his office. Recently another two guys resigned because one was emailing interns soliciting for homosexual sex, and the other was caught in a sting doing the same in a bathroom stall.
I'll never forget his advice, he said, "Sony, you have to get out of those trenches and go to work for the people, use that education you got to become a real politician. Everybody respects a public servant. Why you could run for office, like the senate or house, who knows, one day you could run for president!"
That was the last time I saw Granpops. I'm glad he's not here to see what I'm doing nowadays. After that last meeting with him, I quit my job in Washington, and am currently very happy with my new job, The Good Humor Man!
Anybody for a Good Humor bar or how about some Granpops?!