I woke up to the sound of my cat jumping onto my chest. It was a work day and I was ready to go into the mines. It was dirty work, but it paid well. Mining jobs like this sprouted up a couple years ago in Colorado when someone found gold here. People from all around like me moved here to try to strike it rich. I got my box lunch from a rack in my house and set off on my daily walk to the mine.
Once I was at the workplace I took a chain with my name on it and put it on a hook on the wall. That way if miners saw the chain, they would know I was in the mine and wouldn’t blast a part of it with dynamite. Then I went into the most dreaded part of my day. The mining elevator.
The elevator was an hour long ride