As an African American woman, I see so much working in a token booth at High Street in NYC. As much as I hate my job I am grateful for it. People are mean, rude and hate clerks. They spit and bang on the window and curse us for no reason. I was a homeowner who was attacked by the Bank of America predator and left my home and everything in it. I was married and divorced, my son is in prison my daughter blames me for all her problems. I stated all that because I’ve made sacrifices to work and live to help make my children and family happy but in the end I am left alone and lonely and the people that I loved so much hates me.I want to make a difference in this world make my life count as a positive strong woman who have weathered the storm and still standing strong.