Man gets kicked off the job-site, and goes home to lie to his spouse about why he is not at work. Wanting to be lazy. Says he “got into a fight”, and, “First of all I’m a man first of all.”
This is a story of the man who actually would follow through with the joke. When we worked for a temp agency, this would actually happen. He’d be drunk, drinking “Steel Reserve” or “Dog Bite” while on the way to the job. Maybe he had not known how severe his health issues were. It was evident he had an alcohol problem.
I stayed with G when I was kicked out of my house. Mostly being sent home with no work, I was kicked out for not working. I’d received a job through him installing windows a couple years before. So I contacted him to see if he knew of any leads.
During the brief time I lived with him, he was stealing electrical meters. This had been going on before I came along. He was still working, yet he couldn’t afford the bill. I know what your thinking, “If he can afford to drink, he can afford the bill”. Here’s the thing, he bought the cheapest beer, with the most amount of alcohol content in it.
On one occasion he had me stay in the car while he took the meters. I told him he was crazy for being so desperate but I knew he had to do it.
Their were some crazy parties. Sometimes we ended up across town, some random guys house being drunk and seeing crazy ass “tweekers”. Of which one night the police asked, “Did y’all kidnap him?” Referring to me, as I was passed out getting ready for work at the temp place the next day.
I would then move on to work at Subway getting to come back to my house.
Things would turn up at that home, having people that would come stay and left no telling what. Like eating brownies that were laced. Spiked drinks with liquor and zanex. You know the usual.
We would keep in contact and would hang out occasionally. All that would stop completely when I worked for Cummings.
A year went by, and things were reaching a boiling point at my house. I was tired of the bs. Already trying to distance myself, it made it worse by doing so.
Man Walks Into Not A Bar… No Words
Here’s not a joke for you: Man walks into jail, having too much to drink, tells his not girlfriend at the time, and his mom ” I was put in jail and I’ll never get out alive”. G had fallen asleep in the worse place on earth, never regaining consciousness. In my mind, it was a death sentence. https://www.dallasnews.com/news/news/2016/06/13/irving-police-investigating-death-of-41-year-old-man-in-their-custody
Something about being without his meds in jail. Having a heart condition. He was buried with his Superman shirt. It’s always something.
Having dinner with his daughter last year on her birthday was hard. She broke down not eating her food upset about her father. I told her I “missed him too.”
I know I’m tired of jail. Traumatized by it. No joke. It’s the killing joke. G was funny boy. Perhaps funnier than me. I told him to write his jokes down. Don’t know if he ever did. I wrote one down for you.