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Tuesday, October 27, 2020

the strange ones






but i have never spoken to gentlemen before. i don’t know what to say to them.

it’s easy. you just have to say, “you’re a strange man,” and they will agree with you and start talking about themselves, and you just sit there and listen. that is all there is to it.

really?

sometimes you have to prod them just a little. when you say “you’re a strange man,” they will say something like “do you really think so?” or “i know” and then you just say “what makes you so strange?” and then they are off to the races. have you got that? do you think you can handle it?

i - i think so.

good. be here at five o’clock and you can start.

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you’re a strange man.

really? what’s so strange about me?

um - what makes you so strange?

strange? who said i was strange? you said i was strange, i didn’t say i was strange. what are you talking about?

i - i - i just thought there was something strange about you, that’s all. i didn’t mean anything by it, honest.

if you didn’t mean anything by it, why did you say it? what do you take me for? what is this shit? danielle!

yes, george.

where did you get this little bitch? she just insulted me, insulted me most grievously.

i am sorry, george, i am sure she did not mean to. she’s new.

new! i don’t care if she just came out of the box. you should have assembled her better. get her out of my sight and bring me a real woman who knows how to talk to a man.

of course, george. i will have marilyn come over. and there will be no charge, tonight’s visit will be free.

i should fucking hope so. it’s already ruined, it better be free.

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what about me?

oh, these things happen sometime. take a break, about ten minutes, then come back and try again.

all right.

*

you’re a strange man.

no, i ‘m not.

you’re not?

no, i’m the most normal guy in the world. my friends give me the business about it. normal nolan they call me. normal nolan.

oh. um - what makes you so normal?

i don’t have to answer that question. i don’t think i like your attitude, little girl. you don’t seem to have a lot of rev in your engine. danielle!

*

hello, sir.

hello yourself.

i wonder if you could help me.

help you? me help you? how?

well, i’m new at this and i don’t seem to be doing too well, so if you just wouldn’t complain about me…

what? what the fuck is this? did somebody put you up to this? is this some kind of candid camera bullshit? did eddie miller put you up to this? danielle! danielle!

*

i am sorry, honey, but i think you better call it a night.

can i go home?

no, wait here. we - ah - have someone who wants to talk to you.

all right..

*

ms harrison?

yes.

i’m inspector jeff waters, and this is deputy inspector charlene curtis. we have a warrant here for your arrest on suspicion of being a witch. please come along peacefully.

yes, don’t give us any trouble and we won’t even handcuff you. but rest assured we mean business.

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the new girl didn’t work out?

no, she did not.

any warning signs?

i didn’t see any. she was a little thin, but i thought she would be all right. but some people just don’t have what it takes to get along in the world.




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