“EVERYBODY HAS SOMETHING,” shouted the run-down billboard by Ron’s Resale Furniture. The billboard sported a white-teeth, smooth-haired, smart looking college-age girl carrying textbooks books and wearing trendy glasses. The advertisement was for some local college, assumed June, who was anything but smart-looking.
June looked down at her bare feet, realizing that Mom had borrowed her good shoes again. Today was a rest day, she decided. It’s a Tuesday, and she had slept through the time to catch the bus to school at the local Arrowhead High. She couldn’t tell if it was a good thing or not that her parents didn’t care. They never did, being high school dropouts themselves.
Bored but not yet discontented, June watched the commuters, whom she assumed to be wealthy businessmen, as they passed by in their shiny cars, cups of Starbucks coffee in hand. Back in the eighth grade, she’d job-shadowed a man who worked at an orange juice corporation. What shocked her about this job …show more content…
She was running away from a figure who looked like herself, except dumber and clumsier and more awkward.
“EVERYBODY HAS SOMETHING,” shouted the run-down billboard by Ron’s Resale Furniture. Ron was pretty proud of that sign. Although he knew that the institution it advertised wasn’t top notch and that the billboard itself wasn’t the most eye-pleasing, Mr. Ron Rogers was pleased with the message that it presented.
Often, on slow days at the shop, Ron would try to understand what that “something” was and why everybody had it. As a small, scrawny kid, he grew up with little but his own pride and few opportunities. Through his years of experienced, however, he acquired the knowledge that hard work and integrity, as corny as it sounded, could help him to make a difference in the world. He decided to settle for selling old furniture, because, let’s face it, there’s no shortage of that in his