25.5.24

hustle

he was hustlinghad a habit to feed

Mrs Bayer called  left a message
                                   she cancelled the patio pour tomorrow
he called back
                Mrs Bayer.
Billy.

Yes.

How can I help you?

Wouldya lemme pour tomorrow, bitch. he didnt say that
                                                            If I may, I’ve a schedule to keep, if I can’t pour tomorrow that will affect my projects timeline and I can’t say when I’ll be able to work you back in.  I would be negligent if I didn’t remind you . . our contract.

Oh no, I understand, we have a contract, whenever you’d be able to work me back in is fine, however not for the next six weeks.

Whadafuck! he didnt say
                             Not for six weeks. cash now May I ask why?
The cicada.

The bug?

Yes. They’re everywhere. I can’t walk on my lawn without stepping on them. I certainly don’t want them on or entombed in my freshnew patio.
                        I imagine you can understand.
MONEY
         Mrs Bayer. You expressly asked that while I’m finishing off the patio I leave the southwest corner wet so you could write in it.

Yes.

Dating it, likely, your name, likely.

Yes.

Have you thought about this? MONEY The cicada happen only every thirteen seventeen years. Their tiny footprints would be, well, kinda historic, and you may be, I don’t know about other contractors, but you may be the only one who would have permanent evidence of this time.
                                         Really kinda historic.

I didn’t think of that.

I did bitch MONEY
                   I’m just saying.  Or.

   Or?

You can enter a venture with me. We can take advantage of these bugs. You said you have lots?

Yes, disgusting, you wouldn’t believe it, can’t walk anywhere without stepping on them.

Perfect. Ground floor. Novelty item. MONEY Chocolate-covered cicada. And I’ve no problem eating a few in front of people to sell ‘em. I remember the chocolate-covered peanutbutter balls you shared with me when we poured the pad for your storage.
         Delicious. 
MONEY I’ve looked it up.

Oh my goodness, my gosh . .
. . No no listen, I’ve looked it up.
                                  They contain twentyonepointfour grams of crude protein per onehundred grams, which is onepointsix percent more than that found in pork and eggs, and in contrast with, and much less than pork and beef, its crude fat content is awfully low, twopointsix grams per onehundred grams.

I looked it up. I’m not jiving you. MONEY

I’ll tell you what, Billy.
                       If you come today, collect all the cicada you can and can minimise them on my patio, I can suffer a few footprints for posterity. I’d also cover that time, we’ll call it a bonus, and pay half of tomorrow’s pour upfront too.

MONEY
       You’re a goddess, Mrs Bayer, an absolute goddess.

she giggled
             Mr Bayer called me that while we were dating. Thank you.

No, thank you. I’ll be right over.


Billy hustled

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