I have this thing (with getting fired)

INT. AT ALDO'S APPARTMENT. MORNING.
(SOMEBODY IS NOCKING AT THE DOOR)

ALDO
(sitting on his bed, naked, with a towel around his weist)

OFF VOICE: One regular thursday you are celebrating your birthday number thirty. Everything is just great. Vacations, breakfast with mom, perfect job, you just wish to pay your debts (and you are actually doing). More shopping and mom's company, chat, relax. Very normal for a 30 year old accounting manager. Just to planning next vacations for Christmas, visiting your sister at DC. Anything can be better.

EXT. AT MOSHI MOSHI JAPANESE RESTAURANT. EVENING.

ALDO (OFF) You meet your friends at Moshi Moshi. They just look great. They are in a fashionably dress, one purple other black. We are ready to eat some sushi, teri yaki, yaki soba, hot sake and some Sapporo beer. We are eating, having fun, getting older, reaching 30 years...

A VERY BIG PINK BOX, ITS COMMING TO ME THROUGH THE TABLE, IT SEEMS TO BE A PRESENT FROM SOMEBODY ELSE. FROM HERE I CAN SEE A HARD CANDY LOLLYPOP. SHOULD BE THE NEW ALBUM FROM MADONNA.

So Im still there. I realized that I was not going to have a birthday cake that night.

INT. ALDO'S BEDROOM. NOON.
Ok. I'm wide awake. I have a 30 year old hangover. And it is not the worst I've ever have, so far. So i take a shower. Take my dog outside. Wake a few miles with him, take a breath, it's not raining, and i have this plenty feeling. I'm happy. I feel strong. Yeah, why wouldn't I, I'm thirty, right? So I decided, to pay all my debts. Yeah, why not, let's clean al the karma stuff. Right is done. You know, I don' feel like i have a job that makes me feel happy, why don't i just quit? Yeah, i will. This monday, why not.

INT. AT ALDO'S APPARTMENT. MORNING.
(SOMEBODY IS kNOCKING AT THE DOOR)

And I'm here. Just one week later from my birthday. It's eleven o'clock in the morning. I took a 30 minutes shower. So im here drying myself. Looking at the window, somebody is knocking at the door. My dog is sleeping and he doesn't want to eat. While I'm drying my feet I'm just thinking that right now, my life has no sense. A week ago i had a job i got paid, i got funny co-workers, i had a goal for each day, i had some tasks to finish, some people to talk with.

But now, i was fired. I didn't quit. It seems an easy statement, why don't you just quit? Well, finally somebody did it for me, so I think its great, now I have more mone in the bank, and i started to pay some debts. Why don't I just buy a ticket to Madrid, i think I'll do that. maybe next week. Yeah.

Maybe I'll do a casting, I'd like to have my own radio show. I think i have to find my place. That's what everybody says. I'm just a piece from the puzzle. Who the hell is doing this puzzle. I feel like the last piece that you just can't find. Anybody?

Sorry, I Think this is funny, i guess is not. I wanna have fun, i want to be the funny guy again.

I'm sttuborn, I mean I'm not the quitting kind of guy. But i have this thing with getting fired (LOL). I really think this is funny, i just feel bipolar today. That's what i think i'm writing in english.

but if you read me don't be scare, i'm looking for a magazine to post or a tv show, or a radio casting.

see you then