How I Became a Tax Collector

Me and my family travel a lot to import some of the cloths we make for our store in Jerusalem. One day while we were in

Caesarea Maritima to restock our supplies, a man that must have known about our family business, asked me to become a tax collector for the Roman government. I thought this was a great job because I didn't really want to be working with my father all my life so I accepted. For this job, i had to move to a city near the sea of Galilee, called Capernaum. My job was pretty easy because I was backed by the great Roman army. The only problem with my job, was that some of my friendships with others grew apart because with being a tax collector, many people start to dislike you and I experienced this in a major way. I started to only hang out with publicans which made my image worse.