Chapter 8: Well, ShitWhen I got back to Riley’s apartment Saturday morning, I found him playing Nintendo. He quickly switched over to a two-player game, and we played in silence for several minutes before he spoke.
“I quit my job yesterday.”
I looked at him in alarm. “What? Why? What happened?”
“I kept getting this vibe from one of my coworkers. It didn’t feel like it was a good place for me to work anymore.”
“When do you start your new job?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I haven’t found one yet.”
I sighed, trying to be calm. I stood and turned off the system in the middle of a race.
“Hey!”
“Come the f**k with me right now. We are going to get you another f*****g job.”
“I was going to search on Monday. It’s Saturday!”
I crossed my arms. “Businesses in the world are open on Saturday
