One day, Edward Julian Watson had enough. He decided he was going to quit the television business.
He decided this on the first day back from a five-day vacation in Jamaica. It had been his first vacation in eight years.Work all screwed up and Bob and his mother had called five times today asking him to come over once he was done with the store.
Yes. He was quitting the television business and Edward Julian Watson was going into the travel business.
He told this to his mother when she called for the sixth time.
"I am going into the travel business," he said.
"Oh, I see," she replied. "And the television business?"
"I am quitting it."
"Oh, I see," she said. "You are being stupid."
"So, I'm not coming over tonight. I will see you for lunch tomorrow." Edward Julian Watson ended the conversation.
He told Bob three days later.
I am going into the travel business," he said.
"And the television business?" Bob replied.
"I am quitting it."
"You're firing me, man?"
"Not if you want to move to Chicago. Hey, buddy, close up the store tonight. I am going to leave." Edward Julian Watson ended the conversation.
"Who ya seeing tonight?" Bob wanted to know.
"Just Becki," Edward Julian Watson said, leaving the store.
A week later, Becki was at the doctor's office.
"You're joking, right?"
"Unfortunately, no I am not. I am sorry, Becki."
"We can clear this up?"
"Yes, Becki, we can clear this up."
While the doctor explained how, Becki did not listen. The doctor handed her a pink pamphlet. "Do you have any question for me today?"
"No," she replied.
"Perhaps you will, after you read the pamphlet," He handed her a prescription. "Come see me in two weeks."
On her way out of the office, Becki walked through the waiting room and shehe saw that other woman. Julia. She was sitting in one of the green chairs, with her hand in her lap and wearing very much the same look Becki herself had worn only twenty minutes beforehand.
Becki noticed the dark brown hat on Julia's head. It made her think of the green one she was wearing.
And then she knew.
It wasn't one of the children she read to, it was Edward Julian Watson who'd given her head lice.
Becki's pharmacist was located across the road from where she worked and she wandered and wondered slowly, on her way over there. She noticed the big red-lettered signs Edward Julian Watson had put up in the windows of Star Television.
GOING OUT OF BUSINESS SALE!
THIS MONTH ONLY!!
He decided this on the first day back from a five-day vacation in Jamaica. It had been his first vacation in eight years.Work all screwed up and Bob and his mother had called five times today asking him to come over once he was done with the store.
Yes. He was quitting the television business and Edward Julian Watson was going into the travel business.
He told this to his mother when she called for the sixth time.
"I am going into the travel business," he said.
"Oh, I see," she replied. "And the television business?"
"I am quitting it."
"Oh, I see," she said. "You are being stupid."
"So, I'm not coming over tonight. I will see you for lunch tomorrow." Edward Julian Watson ended the conversation.
He told Bob three days later.
I am going into the travel business," he said.
"And the television business?" Bob replied.
"I am quitting it."
"You're firing me, man?"
"Not if you want to move to Chicago. Hey, buddy, close up the store tonight. I am going to leave." Edward Julian Watson ended the conversation.
"Who ya seeing tonight?" Bob wanted to know.
"Just Becki," Edward Julian Watson said, leaving the store.
A week later, Becki was at the doctor's office.
"You're joking, right?"
"Unfortunately, no I am not. I am sorry, Becki."
"We can clear this up?"
"Yes, Becki, we can clear this up."
While the doctor explained how, Becki did not listen. The doctor handed her a pink pamphlet. "Do you have any question for me today?"
"No," she replied.
"Perhaps you will, after you read the pamphlet," He handed her a prescription. "Come see me in two weeks."
On her way out of the office, Becki walked through the waiting room and shehe saw that other woman. Julia. She was sitting in one of the green chairs, with her hand in her lap and wearing very much the same look Becki herself had worn only twenty minutes beforehand.
Becki noticed the dark brown hat on Julia's head. It made her think of the green one she was wearing.
And then she knew.
It wasn't one of the children she read to, it was Edward Julian Watson who'd given her head lice.
Becki's pharmacist was located across the road from where she worked and she wandered and wondered slowly, on her way over there. She noticed the big red-lettered signs Edward Julian Watson had put up in the windows of Star Television.
GOING OUT OF BUSINESS SALE!
THIS MONTH ONLY!!
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I have just mostly been working on other shit.
The words with your links are wonderful. Thank you for continuing to stop by, dear dog.
Q
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Anytime, ticknart. Anytime.
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