The Prodigal Interpreter
. When November 4, 2009 came to be I was not aware it would be the last time I would pick up my hands to do what I love most and that is to interpret for clients who needed an Interpreter. I love my job and have a passion for it that few things have ever come close to. So when I finally got fired from my last gasp job I broke inside in a way I never thought possible. On February 19th and 20th 2011 I would enter the interpreting professional world for the first time since then. A lot of these people I would have not seen since I was fired from my favorite job ever back in February 2008. So needless to say I has some trepidations, but I really wanted to go and for the first time, the real first time I was okay and doing better than I had ever been. I did not get much sleep during the approaching days and in a way that was a blessing because being bone tired has a way of dulling strong emotions. When time came for me to go I wanted to have a real good first impression and I thou...