Men at Work
I'm working on a long story about landscaper guys' quirks on a job site. Intertwined is a discussions about illegal labor in landscaping. Here's bit of the story. I'd love some comments about Kenny.
“Son, I sure hope you got us that job on the coast cause I need to pay for that truck and I need a week away from the wife. And shit you deserve it, you come from farther away than the other bidders right?” He sets up an intentional pause and lets a vape fog roll around his weak black beard. “You drove halfway around the world since we seen you!”
I’d been waiting on this. I’d been thinking about his latest conspiracy theory. I’d planned what comes next and he’d set me up as perfectly as Cheech used to set up Chong.
“Well Kenny, in the recent past, I woulda said that I’d driven halfway ‘round the world. But ever since last week, when you taught us how the earth is flat, I knew better than to try that kind of shit. You practically saved my life.”