A short story based on true events
To be read aloud by either Daniel Stern or Richard Dreyfuss
It was the summer of 1996, the summer I turned 16. I was working at the furniture store with my dad. He was the general manager, so his days consisted of being the boss. I wasn't the general manager, so my days consisted of assembling furniture, moving furniture around the showroom, finishing furniture, delivering furniture, and cleaning skidmarks from the toilets in the ladies' room. Toilets are like furniture, right?