Today I was subbing for my distant cousins Bobby and Tony. Bobby was driving Tony to the DMV to change the title over on his old truck. I told them they didn’t have to go into the DMV. But they didn’t listen.
Jeff and I would frame the Winters’ family cabana. The foundation and roughed plumbing and electrical were already in place. The small building made a right angle at the end of the pool. One side had a changing room and shower for guys, the other side the same for ladies.
While we drove to the Winters’ house, I talked Jeff through the steps we’d be doing. He’d never done framing before. It wasn’t hard, so I figured he’d catch on fast. Hell, I could do it by myself when I was twelve.
We ran into Mrs. W the minute we stepped out of the truck. I always try to avoid clients’ wives, but
