Bab 232: Chapter 232: Now What?

Everyone needs a day off once in a while.

That’s what Gary reasoned to himself anyway. On the other hand, if your position was strictly volunteer, did you actually merit a day off?

Eff-it! If he wanted a G.D. day off, by gosh, he’d take a day off. Besides, Walt Disney World was on his bucket list. He’d checked into a cheap motel in Kissimmee the night before, having found a coupon in a booklet at the McDonald’s he’d stopped at on his way south from Jacksonville.

That morning, he’d gotten up bright and early, driven himself to the Magic Kingdom, and had been directed to leave his beige Impala in the Zurg section, row 107. Who the eff is Zurg, he wondered to himself as he made his way to the ticket booths at the front entrance to the park. That’s where he got a shocker.

“It’s how much for one day?” he questioned the lady in the booth. She repeated what she’d said, Disney grin firmly in place. He hesitated for a moment, but then fished the cash out of his wallet.