Favoritism

In the Manufacturing Academy, I'm a favorite of my teacher, and I don't deserve it.

I suck at sheet metal bending, and yet Jim, my teacher, is very understanding.

Unfortunately, he is not nice to everyone and has been giving Ben, Art and Laura a hard time. It has been making me uncomfortable because this hasn't gone unnoticed. I sense a misplaced aggression towards me by the other students.

 Which sucks, when a lot of your co-students are ex-felons.

Tasha is brilliant and everyone knows it. She has proven herself multiple times, but me, I fuck up. I haven't earned my colors. I don't want to hear nice things about me, unless I've earned it.

(Picture of planning garden at Dirt Corps)