Thursday, April 24, 2014
Fitting In the Mohawk
Techniques For Getting Ahead
-First of all, my Sissy marries a Mohawk guy. She gets "ditzy"
from her mother's sde.
-What color hair?
-Especially with the tattoos. So, anyway, he gets laid off from a
warehouse of a whole bunch of 'em.
-Employment prospects then?
-Close to zip! And Sissy comes over to cry. We usually like her
visits of course. Goth or not. And naturally, she's pregnant.
-Troubled young people, whatever the costume.
-Well...unbelievably they listen. What a shock that was! First thing,
we get him a suit.
-That's a sight!
-And a haircut.
-Goodbye Mohawk? Once proudly up there like a blue hatchet!
-Lou evened it all up. Or down. Like Marine Corps.
-How about the color.
-Next step for this now-acceptable young man?
-Training program for young brokers. Larry Finnerty, in charge,
owed me favor.
-Ugh! Not my world! Anyway, I feel two ways. One, he has to work, and two, most of us do have to compromise.
-But...will he turn into something like you? A weaseling toady who'd blow anybody to get ahead? Known far and wide for the
sink of his kowtow?
-Though your unfortunate bush-league sarcasm has grievously held
you back, we're really speaking now of an Art. Let's give him time.
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