This will be my last story about Old Navy but it will be a non-fictional story. I say that because it will only be my version of what happened from April to May of 2014. During the beginning part of April my dad was released from the hospital but had to get chemo treatment and dialysis 3xs a week for 6 weeks . I was less than 2 months out from moving to Texas and attempting to get things prepped for that. I had an interview in Dallas that didn't go well and i was told there wasn't an operations manager position there for. Work had become extremely difficult to manage and function. I felt attacked from all angles at week. At one point in time i simply wanted to leave this unfinished and quit both the mural and work. However after talking to my girlfriend and my mom i made the decision to finish my obligations. After 12 years of service with Old Navy I'm not as bitter now as i was original. Everything that happened showed me this wasn't the place for me.
The last huge pic of my very simple sketches as well as to prove that this all was done with a cheap Wal-mart brought paints and 2 paint brushes. I'm not a great man but hopefully i do great deeds.
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