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<h2>‘…Marvin…Gardens?!’</h2>
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<p>I wish I was joking when I said that was a snippet of a conversation I had in a bar once… but these sorts of things happen when you’re born three and a half months early, and weigh in along side a pound of butter. You likely also get named Chance; and have to defend your own noun-ness against everyday verbiage and dogs… because apparently they had a monopoly on the name before.&nbsp;</p>
<p>That said; I’m Chance!&nbsp;</p>
<p>What am I doing here? Pretty much the same thing that I’m doing out there… making it up as I go along!&nbsp;</p>
<p>I’ve always wanted to tell stories… once I wanted to make movies…but it always seemed I never got out of the writing phases; or finished them whichever the case may be. One thing is certain though, and that's pretty much everything has revolved around stories!</p>
<h3>From Film to Air -&nbsp;</h3>
<p>From my time spent splicing film reels together to the time I spent as a radio host I’ve been spinning someones stories for them, or stitching up my own. When radio fell through (as anyone who’s worked in it can tell you) &nbsp;as it suddenly does. I returned home and started working in a call centre for an American phone company; where again… the stories were the only thing worthwhile.&nbsp;</p>
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<p><em>Did you know that the CIA can hack your phone; and not only that but is likely doing so in order to play clash of clans and rack up your phone bill with purchases?&nbsp;</em></p>
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<p>This is what at least one caller expressed; and there are oh so many more bits other than that!</p>
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<p>Some old radio school friends and I propped up an internet Blues station for a year or two to keep the skills sharp and the resume padded; but time ever being the enemy we shut it down rather than risk putting out a crappy unchanging product; we still vow to get it running again… but now there are children and wives… and money for proper equipment is still sparse… so I quit the soul sucking existence of the call centre for something a little closer to home.&nbsp;</p>
<p>So pumping gas and delivering pizza it was! GLORIOUS, Right?&nbsp;</p>
<p>Pumping gas not so much; it stunk, it was cold as hell in the winter… but really other than that wasn’t so bad… the Pizza though! That’s where it was at!&nbsp;</p>
<h3><strong>Small Town Pizza - 'Family, Food, Franchise Warfare!' -</strong></h3>
<p>You were really like a low rent super hero. Sat around waiting for the citizens to need you, and BAM suddenly the phone would ring and you’d spring into action. Dive into your car and peel across town to get a pie fresh out the oven and fast over to the other side of town to a hungry waiting family; or stoners, or whomever else was hungry. The trick was to get it there, both Fast, and Hot; all while keeping the toppings evenly dispersed and not just on one side or the other.&nbsp;</p>
<p>The problem with a small town pizza place however… is you’ve got the chain restaurants of the area to contend with… this brought about the idea of the web series we just didn’t get around to making (surprise surprise) and it’s actually hard for me to remember which parts of it were scripted and which parts of the ‘Franchise Warfare” we actually undertook… I do know one of our drivers did effectively sic the cops on a rival driver to slow his deliveries down. I miss ‘The Bro’ and his Pizza; you would too!</p>
<h3>Barfies and Barfights -</h3>
<p>From there I got a security license and started bartending and working doors; and as anyone can tell you who’s worked those sorts of gigs; you can’t make that stuff up! It was about that time too that I joined up as a line cook with an ex MMA fighter turned gym owner and restaurateur; and somewhere after that I had an ability to quit all those jobs to run away and join a travelling freak show that had just blown through town.&nbsp;</p>
<p>You only get one opportunity to use that line (and it be the truth) in life and I aimed to take it.&nbsp;</p>
<h3>The Autumn People -&nbsp;</h3>
<p>Not to be outdone by that bout of unusualness; during the freak show tour I wound up crossing paths with a Private investigator; who after a few days of discussions and a chance investigation into a possible money laundering and fraud operation; offered me a partnership if I’d finish my licensing.&nbsp;</p>
<h3>The Guardsmans Letters -&nbsp;</h3>
<p>That brings us to now… I’ve locked down a security contract with a company in the area and I’m waiting for my PI license to be confirmed. This leaves me plenty of time to look back and do some writing; it also leaves me on the doorstep of plenty more stories.&nbsp;</p>
<p>I’m no Baron Manchausen but I’ve got some stories for you; some are mine and some might be yours (I’ve just popped in for a chapter or two) but I aim to tell them however I can and it seems to me like Steem might just be the place to do it!</p>
<p>To try and get the wheels turning I'm going to angle in on the subtitles above and try and drop some stories of the people, times and place that really make them stand out for me; and hopefully for you too.&nbsp;</p>
<p>Now these could be done as a blog post or as a blog post; and may end up interchanging as time goes on.&nbsp;</p>
<p>Which would you like to see or read first? After all; we're all in this together right?!</p>
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