It was the silent night that lurked outside, as Joseph was comfortable in his room watching pornography, that saw the childishness in his irresponsible behavior. It was 2:00 AM and a long day was nearing. The sun brought new opportunities for a late Spring/Summer job that he needed to pay off his poker and stolen credit card debts. For the past 2 days he had applied to numerous stores, filling out redundant and demoralizing data, just to be turned down again and again. He was furiously masturbating the anger and despair out, trying to relieve himself through violent orgasm, masking his feelings in the beauty of breasts and long dark hair.

He had promised himself that he would take a week off from his uncontrollable sexuality. He had promised himself not to gamble any more money and not to stay up late. It was a plague that seemed to overwhelm him. His lack of self-control was something new and scary. He had even prayed to God. Being an Atheist, this was quite a defeat, and was not very easy to do. He had asked the Lord to punish him the next time he had failed his promises. Hopefully, he thought, he would scare himself into reality.

The next morning, the sun glared through the cracked blinds onto the bed. The phone, laying on top of the unorganized sheets, rang loud and obnoxiously. Joseph woke up and quickly answered it. Immediately he felt the next day headache of an abnormal sleep schedule. It was a delightful call from an employer who had been impressed with the flawless application of a 16 year old. The interview was scheduled later that day, and in a burst of energy he was groomed, showered, dressed, and ready to attend his first interview of the job hunt.

A lady escorted him to the back of a plain building. They sat down in clashing chairs, looked at one another, and exchanged numerous amounts of questions and answers. Joseph answered to the best of his ability, despite his aching muscles and background headaches that never seemed to leave. It went well however, and he even got a tour of the numerous work stations that were scattered chaotically throughout the building.

For a man who had almost lost all of his self-control, he had finally bagged down a job. Maybe he would finally be asleep at a reasonable time, and maybe he wouldn't even have enough time to play poker or feed his addictions. It was the best time to get back on track, especially since he made a promise to an outside force. He wasn't scared that he would be punished since the idea of a God made him laugh, but he was desperate to help himself.