I’m tired... but I’m also a workaholic. For half a century, all I did was work. Hotels and restaurants. Cook, Waiter, Manager, etc. Sure, I made some time to have a family. But I never see them. Hospitality, Food and Beverage, my career, didn’t allow it.  But I’m old now. I’m probably going to continue working till the day I die. It’s somewhat sad to think about. Death.  Modern Medicine has advanced quite a bit. As it is now, my granddaughter will probably live to be around 150.  Not me though. I got about another decade left of just working. Then straight to the crematory... If there is a god out there... A devil... Or even Sentient A.I... Just know that I did my part and lived my life. When I die, I just want to rest.   *** FERO IMPERIUM PATRIA SANCTI THE HOLY CAPITAL OF THE FERO IMPERIUM IMPERIAL ARMY HEADQUARTERS HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT AKA. DRAFT OFFICE * The Empire Has Received Your Request...   DENIED.   Stand by at the nearest Imperial Recruitment Hall an Officer will be there shortly.    Glory To The Motherland.