One night after a joke about who I had to suck to get some respect around there, he asked me to stay late after work and have beers with him again. Some nights we'd stay later than the other employees and have beers over some conversation before going home. He would help me out now and then with a few bucks when I needed it since the job didn't pay that much. He was about 43 years old, clean cut and a family man. He seemed like a regular type guy, hard working and everything. My boss was this guy I knew because I'd often go there for lunch before he actually hired me. When I was 20 years old I got this job in a restaurant waiting tables just before I started university.
