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4 am, waiting for the bus, one more day at the factory, stable job, great company, a few more years and I will be retired, great! A few more years you say? 10, a few? really? But again, that has been my life for 20 years already, this job gave me everything I have, it paid my family bills, right? yeah.. Was that my dream job you ask? Tell me of someone you know that their dream job was to work in a factory assembling parts from 7 to 7, please, are you serious? When I was a kid, I dreamed about being a football player, in fact, I almost got a chance, but reality came and life hit me in the face and told me "man up, you idiot, you have to stop dreaming and pay your bills", and here I am, I did man up, got serious, married, a family man, but you know what, I don't allow my self to think how it would be if I tried once more but know that you asked, it got my thinking.. If I had followed my dream... Ok, reality slapped again, the bus just arrived at the factory, when I look at myself I cannot even differentiate my body anymore from the machine and pieces that I have been assembling for 20 years, the grease and oil are mixed into my sweat, my eye does not differentiate the daylight from the welding sparkles, but let's be honest, someone needs to do this job, this is how my life turned, those around me are happy because what I bring to the table, perhaps the only one that is not that happy is the little boy with his old ball, his team jersey and a dream that I locked inside a dream that I can list revisit at every nap on my way back home after my shift..
By Vinny Scorsatto