3:15 pm
I leave those teasers in my blog to make sure you are still paying attention and after the last post, I have received a ton of requests asking about the young man I met at the warehouse. All I can say is that he is the second person to put their life on the line for me and Simon takes care of those who take care of him. Just ask Tango. We’ll get to that worm poop in due time. First, our last case took another unexpected turn. We were able to re-secure almost all of the lost cargo for our client. Almost. The Rage doesn’t like unfinished business, it’s almost like torture without the screaming. What would be the point really…. We are closing in on this last piece of the puzzle and will let you know all the hopefully gorey details as they arise. In the meantime, it’s finally time to get home to my own bed, my pillows, my Tango. I dug him up and sure enough, he’s still hanging in there and feeling a bit of remorse from entering Simon’s life all those years ago. Serious remorse for fucking with it, and desperation for us to end him. No such luck. I gently washed him off…. with a pressure washer, using all the attachments of course. You know the Rage likes the attachments. Well, I would be careful if you are evere power washing using the high power attachment, we didn’t need acid to make a tattoo…
And now for a blast from the past, an oldie but baddie, our cantankerous buddy Uniform. My new apprentice, you can call him D. D for deadly! He came up with that one himself. The Rage loved him immediately. Well, Uniform got the letter I had to mail him and as you long term readers already know, he ignored the perfectly good advice that might have made his life so much more comfortable. Since the Rage has a PHD in discomfort, he wanted to show Uniform the error in his ways. Slowly. D is a rookie so baby steps. We waited until dark and put Uniform’s truck up on blocks and stole his wheels. Let’s see him drive like an ass now! Since I wasn’t in the mood for another mail experience, I wrote a note and left it under his wiper, I like immediate results,
“Dear Uniform,
I tried to do this in a civil, humane way but apparently that is lost on you. Since you won’t voluntarily give up driving, I will take that responsibility for you. Your driver’s license was cancelled with the DMV (I printed the record from their site showing his license status as revoked) and later in the week you will have an unexpected meeting with a not so nice gentleman from the IRS. You should make brownies for him, I hear they like that. Good luck and next time someone gives you some good advice, you should take it.
Simon”
We’ll check back in on Uniform later, but I think he should be good for now, don’t you?