what would it take to liven up a drab graygreen Frankenstein slab of concreteslabs that grocery hardware bar an megastores trafficked on

he had a brisk idea

                    it humoured him to look past the shrugging unimaginative shoulders of coworkers an superiorhe loved their immaculateassumption that they were superior because the title they were given alluded to assumed a superior status 

superiors  when they got to know himsome quicker than others they usually provided him leeway  likely because he looked askance when they outlined the company strategies that they refused to question

                                                                                            then he didnt have a mirror to see his expression reflected in  if he did he would have recognised Yawanna take your status outside an you can demonstrate your superiority to me

                                    unsaid  Ill assume you obviously assume the companys gonna pay for the damages youll incurthe reconstructive plastic surgery to fashion a reasonable facsimile thereof of your nose eyes jaw  you should be cautioned to rememberplease  that a reasonable facsimile thereof isnt you as you were  youll never be as pretty as you are now  Guaranteed

some spine are made of malleable aluminum

he assumed his superior recognised his scarred eyebrows an cheekbones his pugnacious ears his queerlyhealed broken fingers an knuckles

                    a no-ones-fool exec should also have recognised his unflinching steelblue eyesthe no-compromise set of his jaw  

he saw in the pretty exec that somebody ate his lunchthat he went hungrythat he hadnt the balls to rat on a bully  he was fearful   Why    Louisville sluggers werent expensiveChrist he had his old mans brass knuckles from his Miami insurance dayshis dads blackjack sapthose rudimentary equalisers that blatant assured a kind of level playing field  yes times were different then  nobody got shot or stabbed    

yah  somebody ate his lunch an now he thought he was gettin back what he lost

that never comes back

maybe he was wrong

so to snaz up the Caspar Milquetoast concrete floorhis shop  he didnt share his solution with his superior

he didnt ask for permission

he went to the local Planned Parenthood junior college four-year college an amassed more colourful packets of condoms than he thought he could 

he cut a hole in his pocket

he scattered the bright packets through the hole down his leg

security cameras would record litter on the floorscattered in the aisles but nothe had to admit  not the clever method of distribution

his halfacre of dull concrete was a liquorstore

                                               the only liquorstore in town that provided free bennies

at the conclusion of an intimate evening of imbibing

                                                     there was no reason to be stupid

   

1734,  Sunday,  18  2. 18

1121,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  21  2. 18