“wow, really? i was just fuckin around man."
“no, that shit was hilarious though. his knees were knocking. you always get them on that crap derrick."
“i know." i started to laugh. i heard the front door open.
“sup gooch?"
“dan."
“dude, i wanted to talk about you calling my house."
“got my money?"
“first things first, my sister told me what you said so i came right up here. the money is a different story gooch, you don’t need to ask my sister what she’s wearing when you call." he said.
“one time dude. it was one time and it was funny and you know it. where’s the fucking bread man?"
dan handed over a brown paper bag.
“here gooch, that should cover it."
i snatched it out of his hand and if felt kind of heavy but it clinked. i opened it. it was a bunch of coins.
“what the fuck bro?" i threw the bag on the counter and grabbed him by the collar with both hands and threw him against the wall.
“easy derrick." fred chimed in.
“not now fred, this is bullshit man."
“take it outside derrick or you’re through for the night." said fred.
“gooch, take it easy. they’re rare coins. they are worth way more than $400. they were my dad’s."
i looked back at the bag. i grabbed it and whipped it as hard as i could across dan’s face. his nose immediately started to bleed and he held it with both hands. came from behind the counter and pushed us outside.
“what the fuck is wrong with you derrick?" fred yelled.
i turned around and screamed at him.
“FUCK YOU FRED, STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUSINESS!!"
“go home. you’re off the schedule tonight. you need to come back and talk to cam. this is bullshit. you have no respect for anyone. i will recommend your termination though, you can count on that.
“fuck you fred." i looked at dan. he was leaning against his car, there was blood everywhere.
“no, that shit was hilarious though. his knees were knocking. you always get them on that crap derrick."
“i know." i started to laugh. i heard the front door open.
“sup gooch?"
“dan."
“dude, i wanted to talk about you calling my house."
“got my money?"
“first things first, my sister told me what you said so i came right up here. the money is a different story gooch, you don’t need to ask my sister what she’s wearing when you call." he said.
“one time dude. it was one time and it was funny and you know it. where’s the fucking bread man?"
dan handed over a brown paper bag.
“here gooch, that should cover it."
i snatched it out of his hand and if felt kind of heavy but it clinked. i opened it. it was a bunch of coins.
“what the fuck bro?" i threw the bag on the counter and grabbed him by the collar with both hands and threw him against the wall.
“easy derrick." fred chimed in.
“not now fred, this is bullshit man."
“take it outside derrick or you’re through for the night." said fred.
“gooch, take it easy. they’re rare coins. they are worth way more than $400. they were my dad’s."
i looked back at the bag. i grabbed it and whipped it as hard as i could across dan’s face. his nose immediately started to bleed and he held it with both hands. came from behind the counter and pushed us outside.
“what the fuck is wrong with you derrick?" fred yelled.
i turned around and screamed at him.
“FUCK YOU FRED, STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUSINESS!!"
“go home. you’re off the schedule tonight. you need to come back and talk to cam. this is bullshit. you have no respect for anyone. i will recommend your termination though, you can count on that.
“fuck you fred." i looked at dan. he was leaning against his car, there was blood everywhere.
