The man looked with his eyes at the faces of people who'd gotten a couple hours of sleep. "Lemme finish praying. Then I'll answer."
"Put the sack of potatoes in one corner and the hard tack in the other." A man said as a woman pulled down her drab fatigues and wiggled baby blue bloomers on her ass in front of him. "Get it out of here before coffee or I'll smack it."
She started to pull pants up but poked her head through her legs and looked up at him. "Not what I'm after. But I'll take those permissions and run with a morning shift."
"That. That permission and just you."
"I need a tet afore I can do anything."
"Okay, I'm done praying," the man threw a rust-stained golfbag towel at the man looking through a fanny pack for the right shot. "Cover her up!"
The woman plucked the towel from the linoleum floor and said, "Thanks Mister," as she folded it in thirds and put it in her crotch. "Hopefully, one of these days I'll be bleeding like a stuck pig agin."
"Okay, let us put this on your arm and you put the stethoscope over your heart and in your ears Mister."
"Bad news."
"Well, record his blood pressure as we tell him please."
(i)Pump, pump, pump,(i) "It's just air in there. That's why I keep mine in my pillow." A little girl nodded.
"The bad news is that when we get there, out west, which we cannot do in daylight, we can't just go home,
"OW! YOU POKED ME!"
"Wherever that is, which we aren't telling each other."
The man having blood pressure taken printed out a medical chart on photographic paper. "Someone in Texas doesn't know what chemicals the circled stuff are about."
"His went up."
"Get in my sack and find an oj."
"The potatos or the jerky?"
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