Tuesday, January 26, 2016

 

The Daisy


Laid off from the latest.

Got three-month contractor gig,
starting next month.

So Jensy and I and her little Rita
took a week in the mountains,
before the ski bums even thought
of marching in.

The boy at the desk told Rita:
still a few flowers in the little
copse next to the hotel.
He had seen a daisy.

Rita itched to go there, but
we held her for breakfast.

She had insisted on wearing
her pink party dress.

Kind of frilly pinafore thing, and
so Jensy asked her to change
before...

But no go, so off she went
as we watched from the
almost chilly porch.

We could see pink swatches,
mostly bending, and irregular
snow bits shaken loose.

Returned with the daisy, scarlet
face a mass of triumphant tears.

We joined in.

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Thursday, August 20, 2015

 

Working Pride


Nice Party!
 

Celebrating the firing of Heppy.
Last of our gang to have a real job.

We get the whole thing catered, thus
can concentrate on drinking.

The bartender a contractor too, and tells
Heppy he can get him on. 


At most gigs they do, it's just twisting off 
beer bottle caps.

But our hero drunk by then, maintains he’s
an artist!

Laugh of the evening!

Not that he's not.

But, still, laugh of the evening.

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Thursday, November 14, 2013

 

The New Thing in the Old Thing


Contractor

-We wrote the contract for the government

-So that we'd get it?

-What else? But there were other bidders

-Where'd you dredge them up?

-From where such are dredged? At any rate...

-We tip them, like waiters.

-Now let's do the job, and in the proper time!

-What's the job?

-The usual shit.

-And the timeframe?

-We fuck that dog out the door and down the street.

-So, miss the deadline?

-We’ll negotiate a new one. After all, a whole bunch
of unexpected challenges bound to come up!

-And expensive ones. More shit!

-O ye of little faith!

-I...don't understand where my tragic, tragic lack
would come from.

-I’m buying yours, and mine, for a cool mil each.
Bonuses making up most, of course

-It is right and just so to do.




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