Joe Farley resides in Indiana where he works as a grunt in a bakery. He enjoys the world best from inside his apartment. Now in his thirties, he has traded the long years spent self-medicating in a bar for the ridiculous inner solace of prolonging the essential time spent in the laundromat and at the grocery store for a reason he can only figure to be caused by damage during time spent drinking in a bar. He post somewhat frequently here. His true weakness lies in writing a bio for himself in the third person.
Contributors
Hi Joe,
Well done. I like your story. I hope it isn’t true? Congratulations on trading the long years spend self-medicating in a bar for something better for you and more productive!
Aunt Cindy
Hey Cindy,
Thanks for reading. I don’t think I’d be able to call it an essay if it wasn’t true. This little excerpt of my time spent in that restaurant is mild in comparison to the full breadth of what I experienced. I’ll be writing more and more about it as I go on.
Joe