I had started a new job and would be working with my friend Jayme at some company that had something to do with directing funds to different charities. So I go to work and it's in this really run down single wide mobile home and the floor was making me really nervous. It felt like the floor at the Crystal Ballroom and I was positive I was going to crash through at any time. Jayme shows me to my desk, which is about 5x5 and piled with papers, but I had a name plate. The office was really cold, dirty, and seemed dangerous and I knew I couldn't work there.