eh, well. i knew sooner or later he'd catch up with me.

think of an accent like Apu, on the Simpson's.

"Netta, I've been trying to get you for three days."

(actually, it's been two.)

"Okay."

"Are you okay? Are you comfortable?"

"Yes." (???)

"You know Gem's leaving? Don't worry. You're okay. We're sticking with you." (thanks be to whatever, i was so worried. not.) "I couldn't get you for three days. Give me your cell number."

"I'm sorry, that's a private cell phone."

"No, no, I understand. Give me the number."

"Sorry, that number is for my mother only."

"Okay, okay. You'll be there tonight?"

"I have plans."

"But I call you there and you be there? And tomorrow night too? I call you. You will have dinner with me and the Phucktard, we will all sit down. Not to worry, okay?"

"Not worried. Fine."

"When Gem not on property, you need to be there."

"Do I."

"Just keep doing what you're doing. Keep the scores up, keep doing what you're doing."

Oh, i'm gonna keep on, all right.

****

before this conversation, i had an epiphany. i'm just going to nod and smile, put in my eight, and go home. OFF PROPERTY. (wait until he hears i'm moving out -- he's gonna have a COW...pun definitely intended.)

the prospective new GM will (hopefully) be visiting tomorrow. she's from a hotel from the same chain, so at least she'll be familiar with the system and protocol. this would be a Good Thing; if she hits it off right with the staff i can rest a little easier.

Buddy is on me like white on rice. he's pissed as hell they didn't offer me the GM position (i told him i wouldn't take it, but he's still pissed because of the "disrespect". he's right, but i so don't care.)

"Doan werry, mznettah. We make it laik hail, en she woan laik it, den dey'll hafta gibbit to ya."

"I. Don't. Want. It. And I won't take it. But I'll stay as long as I can."

"Yo stay, Ah stay. Ah gotcha back, Nettah."

"I know you do, Buddy."

*sigh*

i really do love that guy.

his little boy looks EXACTLY like him. to the T. it's funny as hell. todays, Little Buddy had a "sore throat" and was unable to attend school. Buddy had to bring him to work for a couple of hours this afternoon, while his Lady Love went to her job. (she's gorgeous, btw...i tease Buddy all the time about how his butt fell in butter. heh.) anyway,


whoops. Phucktard's here. tbc...
















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