The New Normal
August 15th
“Where do you find these men?” asks my friend Janice.
“They fall from the sky,” I reply. “You just have to be in the right place at the right time.”
I’ve spent the last ten minutes trying to chase Janice into the shop so that Houston and Lee can work in peace. I bought a new sign for the shop. The lights in the old one were flickering too much and, at least according to Anastasia and her mother’s marketing seminars, the sign was dated. And Houston assured me he could save me money on the installation by doing it himself. Every time he or Lee shouts “whoa!” or “crap” I regret agreeing to this.
Janice continues to watch the men work. “Who is the new guy?”
“He works for Houston’s uncle. He’s just helping with the install.”
“Is he single?”
“Inside! Now!”
“Yo
