SO... I'M texting and talking
( ON MY SSG TAPPED CELL PHONE) ALL morning with my customer whose house I'm currently painting....
He's unsure of his schedule but we decide to meet at noon...
I'm half way there and he cancels...
I decide to go BACK TO MY HUT and do much needed YARD WORK...
LOW AND BEHOLD ....I get there and a non descript dark blue van is outside my HUT with an old white guy and a
HISPANIC EARLY RELEASED FELON ALL JAIL TAT-ED up like...I park in my drive way, fill my winsheild wiper tank from a bottle I get outta my trunk...
Grandpa is sitting there texting and looking PISSED...I see movement way in the back THRU very dark tinted Windows.. The FELON gets out with a yellow tablet...NOW GET THIS:
Not one sign or spec of DRIVEWAY TAR
on his clothes, shoes or his hands.
He walks towards me, I draw my
4" CHIREE Sheffield razor sharp knife
And palm it...
He goes into this bullshiit schpeel
About coating my DRIVEWAY...
He's used this complete story of crap so many times it's pathetic...
Meanwhile , I read what's on his DRIVEWAY tablet...
My *****uing FULL *****ING NAME
and address with other small writing...
Right then he backs off, I say ..no
To a $180 price and the ballsy
Bastid says "ok buddy" and taps me on the shoulder... Walking away...
Old gramps is smiling in the van...
That muther*****er is one lucky
PRICK...I shoulda C.H.E.2.E.
They were there to rifle my HUT while I was supposed to be painting away from my house for about 4 hours...