I’m going to go home and do four lines of coke

That was kind of bullshit I was subjected to all throughout the day in what I can only describe as one of the most depressing days I’ve ever had to endure! The day didn’t start off all that negative either as work was simplicity defined and I even managed to get a 2 hour paid break. A paid break being defined as hiding in the hotel pretending to do work!

I went into town after work and for only the second time in my life went down to the infamous Plaza on the Quay! For some reason I never thought much of either the place or the people and always made it my business to stay well away from the place. And hey, I didn’t turn out all that bad did I? …

While I was there I managed to run into a few of your average, run of the mill teenage drunks and it was there that I began on my path to depression! I noticed that one of the guys, lets call him Jimmy, was smoking like a chimney so to break the ice I asked him how many fag’s he had smoked. “13 or 14″ he said to me. Thinking that was the end of the conversation I turned to one of my “real” friends but before I could utter a word to them, ‘Jimmy’ blurted out his life story and was saying that he chain smokes because he’s depressed. I thought that once he had got that off his chest everything would return to normal but my hopes were shattered the moment I saw his mouth open and his vocal chords begin to work overtime as he started to explain that when he’s depressed he smokes and drinks a lot and does drugs. “When I’m go home I’ll probably go up to my room and do four lines of coke and smoke a joint before crying a little”. Not something I thought I’d hear someone say in amongst their first 50 words to me!

The rest of the day was spent soaking up the depression of the group. I swear to god, that they all just purposely wet themselves with depression once at the sight of me. And then I come a long like a big sponge and soak it all up. At one point I realised that I was on the verge of feeling depressed. Now that isn’t a nice feeling! Within minutes I made it my business to go home where surprisingly I didn’t do 4 lines of coke or smoke a joint. There’s hope for me yet!

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