The Mafia is After My Boss!
Oct. 21st, 2005 08:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bliumchikToday, while I was cleaning racks in back, there came an ominous knocking at the door. I opened it to reveal a shifty italian guy - he was wearing a Mister Minute uniform, but he looked like he'd be more at home looming at someones doorstep and saying things like "Uncle Tony, he ain't happy about that fracas you caused last night. He's thinking, maybe you owe us a little extra on that loan, eh?" and nonchalantly tossing a crowbar up and down. He wanted to see Thomas.
Me: Uh... I think he's on break.
Mafia Guy: What, again? *menacing glare*
Me: Um, um, yes?
Mafia Guy: Well, you tell him we wanna talk to him, okay?
Me: Okay. O_O
Well, so it wasn't that suspicious. But it sounds a bit sissy to say "The Locksmiths Are After My Boss".
On an unrelated note, the swish half of a gay couple gave me the evil eye on my way to the bus stop. I'm not sure why.
Me: Uh... I think he's on break.
Mafia Guy: What, again? *menacing glare*
Me: Um, um, yes?
Mafia Guy: Well, you tell him we wanna talk to him, okay?
Me: Okay. O_O
Well, so it wasn't that suspicious. But it sounds a bit sissy to say "The Locksmiths Are After My Boss".
On an unrelated note, the swish half of a gay couple gave me the evil eye on my way to the bus stop. I'm not sure why.
