The following passage is an excerpt from the "Who is Karlie Hustle?" series, installment #2
I had a boss once who would remark about challenging employees and always say something like:
"I don’t think anyone wakes up in the morning with the intention to go fuck everything up. But some people just do."
He’d say this about the guy who crashed the station vehicle for the third time or the intern who slept with one of the members of the Ying Yang Twins and woke up in the county jail afterward for public drunkenness like WTF. Happens to the best of us, I suppose.
Anyways, I’d always think about my late brother when he recited this phrase. I don’t think my only sibling wanted to ruin everything, but he was a bull in the China shop of life. He fucked shit up for accidental sport.
My brother was in rehab by the age of 14. I was seven. The teachers at my school thought it would be a good idea to have me speak to my peers about the dangers of drug addiction. After all, me having a flunkie drug-addict brother was almost like having a zoo animal for a family member. They wanted someone from his natural habitat to give some insight into how creatures like him lived. It was super wack, but I did it.
I was too young to understand what happened in family counseling. All I got out of it was that 11-year-olds were alcoholics and my brother was doing coke in his pubescent years.
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