Dutch Wallis

Dutch Wallis

I was finally
able to sober up.

And I got a job
working as a third-shift
janitor at the
big new Galleria.
One Monday morning,
I was working in the
basement and stopped for
a smoke break. When I lit
the match, there was a
giant explosion. I
got second and third
degree burns all over.

It turned out there were
methane leaks all over
the building, and it
was a miracle that
it hadn’t burned while
full of people shopping.

But because I was
smoking where I shouldn’t
have been, workers comp
denied my claim, and I
was forced to sue the
owner of the mall. Which
turned out to be a
company owned by Rod
Deegan. Which meant that
the expired permits
and failed inspections
were covered up. The Judge
in the case, like all
of them, a friend of the
Deegans, allowed the
case to be delayed so
long that there was no
way I could afford all
the medical bills
and legal fees. So when
they offered me a
tiny settlement, I
took it. It wasn’t
nearly enough to pay
for my expenses,
and ran out quickly but
I solved that with a
return to my drinking.

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