The never ending story... bad shit happens to good people... Gal at work, GREAT gal... "Giver" with a Capital G... She'd truly loanya her last buck.. A couple nights back, her house burnt to the ground.. A few years back, she lost her only child to a wicked disease... She'd left her room as is.. Now that's all gone.. Bad shit, good people... Why?
Twelve of us from work spent Saturday morning digging thru the charred, damp remains of what was left of her house... We did manage to find some old pictures of her daughter... and a few articles of clothing... beyond that, everything was history..
Twas in the middle of a sub-division, no place to pee... even us males... So.. we all fetched a ride in Johnny's car to the closest gas station... I was first in to the urinal, first back into the car.. Sitting in the back seat, I noticed John-boy had a copy of the Entertainment Book... (It's a coupon thing, "buy one get one" for a specific Metropolitan area... At work, I once was called the "coupon queen" <-- I shoulda smacked the chick that said it!) Anyways... John=boy lives some 30+ miles from me... The coupon book is for the entire Metro area... I opened it up, without blinking clipped out the "buy one get one" to my favorite hometown diner without so much as a peep to Johnny. M I A GO'N 2 L? The hell, he never travels to my hometown - and I woulda been perceived as 'low rent' had I asked for the coupon... So.. I took it... Kiped we usedta call it... M I A GO'N 2 L?
After 5 hours of being on hands and knees digging thru the debris, went home... tracked in ash.. got my ash yelled at (said lovingly.. it was pointed out... i wasn't yelled at)...
Then... went to casino.... I am somewhat addicted to $3 blackjack at the local joint. (You lying asshole, you are a bonified addict <-- Ok, maybe you're right)... Anyways, I had a $10 bet out... I "doubled down", ie, increased my bet to $20... I won.. She paid me $20... she got to talking to players... lost her train of thought.. In the meantime, she said "hey, I didn't pay you guys."... By this time, I'd taken my $40 back... placed a $15 bet... when she came around to me she made me put $15 more $$'s up... then she proceeded to pay me $30 for that... and I sat there and didn't say a word... M I A GO'N 2 L?
The goof I was setting next to also 'swindled' the casino without fessing up they'd made a mistake... A few hands later, I turned ot him and said "I think we better go to Church tomorrow."... "Yes, I think you're correct" he giggled..
Funny thing. Today is yesterday's tomorrow. I did go to church today.. Great nephew's Baptism.. Twas a nice ceremony, even had dessert after.. Inbetweengst they took audience requests for numbers to sing outta the hymnal.. Hell, lighting was bad, I can't sing, couldn't see... so I was anxious to get that part over with (Ceptin' "Amazing Grace"... I knew mosta that one.) My anxiousness to get the audience requests over with made me feel guilty...
On the way home... Twenty minute drive... They had the Live version of the Eagles "Hotel California" a playin'... I cranked it... then cranked it s'more... The words came out "warm smell of coitis" but I didn't care... I got-ta feeling guilty again... M I A GO'N 2 L?
