Career burnout hits us all

Basketful of Crap - Steven  Campbell

"There was a corpse on the stairs outside my apartment.  This was disturbing because I didn't put it there. . . 

 

 . . . not even murder was illegal on Belvaille anymore. We technically had a government, but it was run by the corporations. And they weren’t about to arrest themselves. . .

 

I’ve killed more people than I’d like to admit. But there was still decorum to it. Even a sense of camaraderie. Because we all knew we were roughly the same kind of people: lower class garbage. . .

 

I used to want to know about all the latest guns and locks and gimmicks and who worked for which gang. Now I really didn’t give a damn. Was I just antiquated? Or had the game changed too much for my comfort zone?"

excerpted from Page 1 through page 12

 

I'm reading this one because R (husband) is reading it.  He doesn't read much, so when he does I like to read it too, just so we have that extra bit to talk about.  This one looks like a winner.

I'm not sure if I'm saying that sarcastically.