A beginning

I started on fic #6 today. Here's what I have so far.

( I cut you up, I watched you bleed )

Brick House

Aunt Tudi and I were picked up this morning by a cute young fella by the name of Jerome. Jerome works for Enterprise-Rent-a-Car and they have a pick up service, which is grooveh in the extreme. I called them at 8 on the dot when they opened and asked Jerome if he could come get us. He was at the house within 20 minutes. On our way back to Enterprise, we all got to chatting about work and whatnot, and Aunt Tudi told Jerome about my working for BMG for almost 20 years. Jerome then informed us that his dad used to work at BMG as a forklift driver, and he worked there for ages. I asked his dad's name and it turned out that his dad is Lester, a dude with whom I worked closely for a long time in the Club section of BMG. Jerome told me that Lester left BMG to go work for BMW, because it's more money, even though the work sucks. I asked Jerome what he was up to and he said he'd just graduated college with a major in marketing, and he figured Enterprise would look good on his resumé. I was boggling at the idea that I was renting a car from a young man whose father I used to yuck it up with back in the late 80s and early 90s. It made me feel.....ancient. I asked Jerome to please tell his dad I said hello and, if he had a problem remembering who I was, just tell him that I was the one who was constantly rubbing his bald head when he'd get a shave. Wow. Just wow..

Jerome handed me the key to a brick red Mitsubishi Gallant. It's not my Sweet Sweet Ride from a few months ago, but it's really nice and is a good solid ride. So I've named her my Brick House, because she's mighty mighty and, if given the chance, I'm certain she'd let it all hang out. And to think I rented it from someone who was just a tiny tot when I worked with his dad. ::boggle::