Chapter 23Joe applied for the job at Burger World on Thursday. Friday evening, while he and Rocky were watching T.V. and drinking beer, the phone in Rocky's apartment rang.
"It's for you, Joey," said Rocky after answering it.
"Who the hell'd be callin' me?" wondered Joe, who had just about forgotten about the job by that time.
"I dunno'," shrugged Rocky. "How 'bout you come over here and find out?"
Rising from the chair which he'd been sprawled on, Joe set his beer can on the coffee table and plucked the receiver from Rocky's paw.
"Yeah?" he said into the phone's mouthpiece. "This's Joe."
Five minutes later, Joe hung up the phone and shuffled back to his seat.
"So who was it, Joey?" queried Rocky, popping open another beer.
"Some restaurant, man. I got a job there."
"No s**t!" sho
