The folly

The circus artist

“You know, I wish there was some way I could keep this carton cup in my mouth, drink water and still talk on the phone with a client…”, she said whilst playing with the carton cup.

“I can do that…”, I replied. “It’s easy too.”

“How do you do it?”, she asked.

“Well you see, before I started working here I was part of the circus. I can walk on a thin cord with a cup filled with water whilst juggling on a one wheeler and still talk on the phone with a client.”

“No way…”, she laughed.

“Way!  And better yet, I was a rodeo rider too. So I can hold that paper cup in my mouth, rock an office chair and still not spill anything…”

My daddy

“I am hoping my dad will show up. He has my cash y’know. I lost my ATM card and told the company to send money to my dad’s.”

“When are you getting a new one?”

“Soon I hope. It’s crap living like this. My dad better be there. He lives in an appartment with two other people. A man and a woman. I hope he isn’t trying to fuck the woman. He’s gonna be late for sure then.”

“Erm what the fuck?”

“Yah, I have a hunch he does that from time to time…”

“Oookkkk….”

The car

“I am thinking to buy a car.”, she said. Her eyes lit up.

“What kind of car? I think you are the SEAT type.”

“SEAT? No way. I am not the SEAT type.  I am thinking Volkswagen.”

The guy next to us butted in and said: “Yah Volkswagen…great cars.”

I looked at her and said: “See, that’s the type of guys you attract with a Volkswagen. Tsk!”

The body

“Why is it that you always look at me with a scared look on your face? Every time I come over to help you, you shy away?”, she asked.

“Uhh…yah…erm, I don’t really know actually.”

“I mean is there something wrong with me? I have a great body..take a look at it…”, she said with a self confident tone.

I look but I still have that scared look on my face.

“Come on, take a better look…”

“Are you gonna help me out or not?”, I shyly asked her.

The bankruptcy

The DSB bank went bankrupt and at work they set up the call center for victims of the bankruptcy.

“Hey man, mind if I stand here ? ”

“No, not at all. Make yourself at home.”

“First time I see you work here..”

“I am here as a temp.  I work at the DSB bank department. It went bankrupt today, as you may have read.”

“Yah I heard. Sad affair that.”

“I had a woman on the phone yesterday. She was crying for 30 minutes. I couldn’t get through to her so I just let her cry.”

“What happened?”

“She lost all her money. She is not getting it back.”

“Oh that’s bad man…that’s worse than bad.”

“Yah, the absolute worst part is that the money she lost was all intended for her wedding…”

“You gotta be tough to handle such calls.”

“Yeah you do..but it’s a job.”

“The guy I talked to yesterday, he works for DSB as well as a temp. He was a social worker. He worked with Autists. You know, little Rain men…”

“HAHAHA….yah you need people like that. The callers, most of them sound autistic…”