My Friend Ronna

Armed with good looks, a winning personality, a resume boasting her professional painting company experience, and of course, a reference from her hippy boyfriend, Ronna began her first real job straight out of high school as a receptionist for a large manufacturing company.

Ronna, working buoyantly, was very proud to be one of the few employees with a designated parking spot. Her name on a little green sign was a source of pride and achievement. She bought a used Pontiac Parisienne, and unloaded the hippy boyfriend. Life was good.